A Locked Box

She is a girl unsatisfied
A locked box
Something for you to show some interest
But you must not knock

Because it may wake up her fears
All the hidden tears she holds inside her
So be a wind,
Unfold the whirls
And then make the pieces perfectly fit

She's not here
And he's not there
And how can you
Make a person whole
By just letting the tears fall down

Once she's sitting in her tree
Singing songs to make you freeze
But her eyes are so dim
It's almost impossible to see their glint
She does not look down
Does not look up to see the stars
But you know she hopes them to fall
Because otherwise there won't be a new dawn
And her world will be blackened with dark

She sings a song about birds
How you should be one of them
Fulfill your dreams and then let them burst
Since she knows she's not the only one
With the feeling of endless emptiness