The Girl at the Swings

Chapter 1

Forever, I am the girl at the swings,

watching the world move on without me.

Waiting for someone who will never come,

while my friends laugh behind the setting sun.

It's too late to cry,

too late to change my mind.

So I sit alone with the thoughts in my head,

wishing someone would notice instead.

Wishing someone would stop and say,

"Are you okay?"

But they turn their backs and walk away,

as if my silence means i'm okay.

Maybe they never cared at all,

maybe they never saw me fall.

So, forever I am the girl no one wants around,

the girl with a voice that makes not a sound.

But now I'm beginning to see,

that waiting won't set me free.

I'm tired of watching, tired of the wait,

tired of believing i'm destined for this fate.

I'm waiting for someone to take a chance,

to look past the silence, to see past the glance.

Someone brave enough to open the door,

to see the parts i've hidden before.

Behind this door, where no one can see,

lives the darkest, most guarded part of me.

A side I conceal, a truth I keep,

A thousand thoughts that run too deep.

But if you're willing to take that chance,

to push through the fear, to look past the glance.

Know i've waited for someone like you,

someone who sees what I'm going through.

So here I stand, with the key in my hand,

hoping you'll try to understand,

I've been waiting for you, longer than you know.