Her
One night while laying in bed i had a thought scrambling in my head. Suddenly i realized it's not a thought but a voice clear as i see a girl inside She desired to dance among starts, flirt with fantasies but cosmos broke her wings apart I can see that she is broken inside Questioning me why i never reply Her salty tears tells her story Trust me, i want to help Wrap my arms around you Comfort and safety is how i want you to feel But as i move ahead tears in my eyes blurred my vision She seems to be imprisoned She disappeared in nowhere made me question was that just a vision? Why it felt so real? was it me or felt that too? maybe some another day some another night in a situation or maybe your whole life?