Her World

Looks outside, sees nothing
What else is new?
This is her life.
It passes by.

Cannot imagine what is past her window, through her front door, after her street.
What do you want?
Do you live just to exist?
What does your mind tell you?

She closes her eyes, thinks, smiles;
What does she dream? What does she see?
Wants to writes songs, take pretty pictures, own the essence of beauty, be an athlete.
Everything is perfect, sensual, feeds her soul.

Night falls.
Darkness encloses her.
She lies down, weeps.
A tear for everything she is not.

9/10/05