DrEAm GIrL

Gliding down the boulevard
As if she is some phantom
In disguise.

All she is
Is some fabricated vision
Of some small girl's dream,
Who wants some type of escape
From her reality.

She dreams that she
Will forever be entwined
With this dream girl,
That she is real somehow.

She can have her
Whenever she is incapacitated
And all messed-up
In her vacant little head.

With empty thoughts
Bouncing,
Off of what's left
In her mind.

They all assume
She is a foolish, crazy child,
Like she never knows
What people say and do.

She must deal
With all of the screaming,
As well as everyone elses
Malicious, blank glares.

This childish girl
Just wishes it all to end,
For she doesn't realize
It isn't her
They love to torment.

Just the soul,
Inside this body
Of pale skin.