☆◇ strange girl ◇☆

Here i sit on a bench

Watching the fabrics of space 

Bend before my eyes

And into warm foggy street-lamps

I listen to the twinkle of the stars

And beads of glass in the wind

I am a strange strange girl

I cover my face to peer out the dark of the window on the train 

I open the window on the motorway to feel air on my skin

I watch the stones twinkle under my shoes

And walk bare feet to lay on the grass by the abandoned shopping mall

Looking into peoples windows

Especiallly warm and decorated ones

But also those that are deep blue and cold

And it fills my soul

To feel or fill or drip over or trip over and fall down into sound or emotion or light

Into the sun reflecting on the deep waters

To watch the sunbeams in between leaves

And to feel with every breath 

The world is such a beautiful place

I walk alone through the dark

Trough this glazed glittery path

Shameless

They all think

I am a strange strange girl