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