You say you can't hear the music anymore

As your shadow dances on the floor

The face you hide from the world

Beautiful mask for a beautiful girl

You've shed your tears to grieve your loss,

Molded into a box you never chose,

The roles assigned – the agreed upon cost.

You cry until there's nothing left,

You shrink yourself to become so small

That you can fit upon the shelf

Made for you by someone else.

You wander through life in constant yearning

Forever incomplete, searching for lost memory,

The meaning.

Time cannot heal your broken soul,

On the wall your silhouette, your shadow, dances slow

The melody still echoes in your mind

As you drown in the oceans of time.

Emerging from the sea, nothing remembered but the song,

You have been able to hear all along.