I hear muffled sounds,
Happy ones,
Of delight and mischief.
And suddenly,
I have to be away.
I sit among the flowers.
They care not if I cry.
I only know lonely sounds,
The wind through the trees,
Crickets at night,
The silence of starlight skies
And the drip of water.
Yet, here I find solace.
In the company of wildflowers,
Indulging in my own heartbreak.
A reprieve from the lie,
"I am strong"
I have nothing to prove,
To the water, wind, flowers and stars.
They are the companions to many lonely hearts.
Here I can stay,
For a while anyway.
Before I put on the mask of a brave girl,
And go back into the happy world.
