The distant girl

 I see the  lifeless you,
the empty,the hollow you.
You remind me of a withering flower,
 that has lost its vigor and bloom.

 Your eyes speak your heart,
and trust me my friend,
it's all anguish and remorse,
fear and distress.

 What is it that you are failing to hide?
What is it that's so deep to approach?

 You are not what you say.
Your mind has abandoned your tongue.
And now you think i am fool enough to be trapped
by your false facade.

 I wish one day you drop the veil.
I wish one day you decide to speak.
I wish you follow the light for once
that will take you on better roads. 











                                                 

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