I know a girl
About as thin as willow
Shoulder length blonde waves
Unbrushed
Pale face, pale aura
But the lack of her, is exactly
What gives her shape
I can't say what she misses
When she stares at the ground
Because I don't rightly know
And I can't say
What I miss
Gazing at the world around me
When (I suppose) there's
So much at my feet
But I know she's always looking down
And I know she'd rather not be...
Note: I don't know this girl properly, but damn, she seems so sad :/
