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

Shipwreck.

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.