She's surrounded by a million lights,
The crowd is shouting her name,
She cries as she stands on stage,
Because she has the world in hands,
that are not really hers.
Because she has got glory and fame,
but she has lost herself.
All of those people have fallen for a girl,
who is a stranger to her.
YOU ARE READING
A Hundred Roses
PoetryAnd suddenly, I couldn't tell anymore if it was me the one reading her words or her words were the ones that kept reading my soul
