I’ve become the girl who stares at walls
Replaying old conversations, she hopes you call
She loses time in memories thrall
Building everything up, just to watch it fall
I’ve become the girl who sees your face
Although you've left without a trace
You’re now a stranger, just empty space
She thinks, wait is it? But it's not the case
I’ve become the girl who hears your voice
Sleepy, in the morning, not her choice
She thinks she hears you in a strangers rejoice
She cracks and splinters, but makes no noise
I’ve become the girl who stares at walls
Memories dancing behind it all
An echo of pain, it seeps in at a crawl
I am the girl who stares at walls
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Compelling and original writing
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