She walked the halls unnoticed.
Knowing no one cares.
Reaching out for friends.
That are never there.
She never truly knew.
Why she was alone?
No one seemed to want her.
She never had a home.
Water was her sister.
Taken one dark night.
Fire was her brother.
Always burning bright.
Wind was her father.
Never to be found.
Her mother?
Six feet in the ground.
She’ll walk through life unnoticed.
No one else will care.
They may see her.
But she’s not really there.
She left with her mother.
Many years ago.
No one knew what happened.
No one really cared.
That earth was her mother.
And she was always there.