Something wakes me

Some unseen force

I am meant to be somewhere

The warmth of a bed and the luxury of sleep are not for me

Not now

A light calls me

An eerie light I’ve never seen before

I must see beauty, but it’s not beautiful

It should be, it’s supposed to be, but it’s not

It’s plain

It’s the girl next door

It’s every day

But it’s meant for me and me alone

That’s enough to make it beautiful