The Just-There-Girl

-A poem

The Just-There-Girl stood by a scene

Unfolding before her eyes

Emotions to relate, actions to despise

Too many thoughts to relay

-No words to say

The Just-There-Girl was just there

Feeling left to their fair-weather care

The Just-There-Girl stood beside a crowd

Half of her heart in their brittle hands

But all are blinded by their own demands

They hear nothing at their core

-So why try to say more

The Just-There-Girl was just there

As her paper heart they begin to tear  

The Just-There-Girl stood with the ones

Considered once worth the while

But tries at conversation turn out just as futile

Her true feelings she will smother

-there one day, gone another

The Just-There-Girl was just there

To them where she stands, is there just air?  

The Just-There-Girl stood next to a road

Converging with the horizon alone

Being known through another is not being known

The same path has been travelled by and by

-By souls seeking to find more than a lie

The Just-There-Girl was just there

  Until one day-

                She just wasn’t