The crisp white snow clenched tightly to the familiar paths I know home lush layers of green grass. I gaze at the Sky while inhaling the crisp air. The stars sparkle back at me with the brightest flames, almost as if reflecting off the blankets of white so peacefully below them. The moon flashes her silver smirk at me, like she's jealous of the attention I accidentally gave the snow. She dances around the blanket of pitch black sky that almost swallows up her star sisters. Their beaming yellow glow saving them from a finial gulp.
One day she stood up straighter One day she stopped checking her tone One day she believed in herself and the rest of the world followed She gave herself the round of applause she so desperately needed Then came the standing ovation She planted her own flowers and watered her own garden And the bouquets became overwhelming She was her own inspiration and the creativity never stopped flowing She loved her self deeply and the blessings never ended That was the only lesson she ever needed to learn
I pause momentarily while the phrase dances around my tongue. I'm allowed to want things, why is he so afraid to hear it all? "What? Don't say what Steven?" I snap back at him. "You don't wanna hear what I need?' "You said I wish, not I need. I can only imagine the non sense you're going to spew." He says in his I couldn't care less about you voice. "I wish you cared about what I needed to make this work... " I pause for a moment to let the words sink in. He clears his throat and groans softly. " Ella, you're my employee, that's it. I don't know how we got Here..."
One day it was beautiful and all felt so real But the next day it scared me and went down like a wide pill I choked on my love for you and gave up my life Consumed by your villains, the dream this once was turns darker and darker Running and running to make this shit work I fight, I yell, I beg to make it work Then suddenly... It's over
I count the days and clock the hours 1,2 we're almost there barely even able to stop and smell the flowers It all flies right past me as I'm waiting and waiting 3,4,5, why’d you stop counting? I think it's all gone You, her and me I think I've lost count, what day is it now? I trace back the days and retract the hours Still more waiting Time had never passed so slowly