Kind of Girl

The kind of girl who never wakes up early
Wishing for rain and misty morning
Listening to the nature noises in the background
hair tied hair and head out with the dab of eye make-up
Doesn’t care about how she looks
Never gives a thought about her attitude
Pondering on things of that day
Putting a smile for everyone else to see
Waiting for the nightmare to end
Hoping for something to happen
Not sure where future is held
Breathing only half-heartedly
With Views on everything with morals
Drinking Coke, fizzles scratch her itching throat
Justifying positions on everything
Looking at gigantic mountains,

Hoping to live there one day
a girl who ironically never shows any expression,
but is said to be open
Sitting under a shade of a cloud
Being trapped in a world she wishes a change for
Trying to touch the sky
Lingering among sweet memories
Living in positive energy but not understanding the will
The will in her heart to go back
Go back to what?...the despairing life at her home?
Wind chimes she hears, that never make a sound
People she sees, who never seem to exist
Life is so terribly wrong, yet she is willing to live
A two minute interruption returns her to reality
The kind of girl who analysis just about every thought
Just about every reason, feeling and logic
Looking at disturbed sky, stripped away of her shield
Stripped her away of her facade
Lacking her convictions, losing her composure
The throat that says so many untruthful things
Remembering him, him who doesn’t know, care, see
Feeling kind of sad, midst of all the scenic beauty
Heading for the door…..but to where?
Loving Words she hears, that were never said
Trying to find the meaning of all this…..
How will she become free of this?
Stuck in someone else's body….
Living in a shadow…
kind of girl who holds herself away

away from hopes and dreams
Because she doesn’t want to fall hard again
Releasing herself from this dream
Hoping to erase the past
Comforts are becoming vague
Looking for someone to lean on,
But not wanting to ask…
Not wanting to show vulnerability
Deep within her heart, she is nobody
The kind of girl who blew it, who regrets it…
Her back against the wall, nowhere to go
She turns around and she sees…..sees..emptiness…
Not knowing who's going to find her…
Rain is falling all around her…in the mountains
And seeing her ending all around her…

The kind of girl who looks ugly in pictures,
Doesn’t understand the essence of being a girl
Regretting her mistakes in the past….
Being lonely, cast by a spell
Lights that are dark, encompass her...

The kind of girl who hopes for peace for others,
Spreading her joy to everyone else around her
Hoping for the mist to clear, wanting to see…
Doing what is right, not giving up her fight.
The kind of girl who is useless, pointless,
Who nobody needs, who nobody cares
Who doesn’t appreciate the beauty in front of her
Kind of girl who stands among breathtaking hills
Sees the fog around her,

feels the misty wind on her cheek
Yet, doesn’t feel it…! Yet doesn’t love it….
The kind of girl who waits for the night
That’s when all these stop
That’s when its all peace and quiet
That’s when she can be herself again without changing
The whispering night gives her peace
The moonlight makes her lite..
The darkness helps her keeping in check
And then she waits again for the morning…
The kind of girl who realizes it will happen all again
The cycle of her life…that never seems to change...