Little girl
standing in a flame
buried inside her
burning rain
She's there --
until the next time
I see her again.
Orphan
Young day, clouded sunlight
A sense of false life
through glassy eyes
No-one cares
Someone's there, he can take your life
They pass by
sometimes dragging their feet.
Lost and losing what
she might have known
Forced an articial sweetener
on her soul.
She sleeps
Spins and twirls
The girl sleeps alone.