She hides her genius
Behind a guise of silly hair
And gaudy makeup
Her heart is black as coal
But her eyes are gold

She was born with a gift
Like no other girl has had
She was born with a melody
Dark and of despair
All her dreams so real to her

No fantasy unknown to her
Reality too cold and dead
For her to ever care about at all
Everyone just seemed so small
Why care about anything at all?

To the Girl with golden eyes
I refrain from confession
That I cannot live without you
For all I can do for you is lie
I do very much love you
But what point is there to tell

You cannot love me back
It’s like you never existed at all…

January 15, 2008