She is a girl
With a broken smile
Formulated with glimmers of beauty
As well as sadness
She is thrown all these words
“We miss you,” “Where have you been?”
But still she never gets “I am your friend”
Empty messages never lead to the meaning of her shattered heart
Lonely is how she feels
The sea that surrounds her only parts for those who think it is okay to leave her soul as a lonely
A shipwreck is what she thinks she embodies
But I see her as a beacon of hope
Out on a colorful bay
Sure, her broken smile may be nothing but forced
And her mind is cast away on thoughts that she thinks are the best conclusions.
But she is strong and can withstand the hurricane of life,
This beacon is more than just a figure against a rocky coast
They are independent and do not need to feed into the constant coming and going of ocean waves,
Just how they left her.
She may feel a bit sad inside
But her spirit and spunk
Overcomes what is spit out at her.
As the waves crash into the shore,
Her spirit uplifts
Because there is a boat laid upon
The soaked and foamy sand.
She is not as alone as she thinks.