Today I met a girl
she was a mysterious one
A straight face,
but eyes that looked as if she had opened Pandora's box
Mysterious was an understatement.
So I couldn't resist
I approached her and she stared at me
She stared at me with those haunted eyes
I assumed I was wrong but then she started to speak
She told me
and I become sad too
She sat in a room filled with people
But it was a room of silence
The silence weighed on her,
forcing her to think
So she thought.
She thought long and hard
about the future she would never have
The future that plagued her mind
Its sweetness poisoning her slowly
She cries for that future
She grieves its loss everyday
But how could she have lost it, when she never had it in the first place?