Nobody knows what its like to be me,
waiting and waiting days pass hopefully.
No one is around when the storm rolls in,
and you assist the rain from emotions within,
No where is my home but just one far place,
as I have felt the happiest to show my face.
Nobody sees the deep hurt of separation,
when all you can do is pray time has apparation.
Far well I do depart soon to a much better place,
where a fairytale's complete a princess in her space.