Lost Girl

Lost Girl She leaves at night No one knows where she goes. A constant secret That nobody knows. Consumed with uncertainty Lacking self respect. She has learned not to care Only herself she neglects. Under bright lights She gets lost in her world. She puts on a front An unattainable girl. The stage is her office The consumer her paycheck She shuts it all out And tries to disconnect. To clients it is fantasy Mere dreams they can‘t attain. But to her it is reality As she tries to keep herself sane. It doesn’t have to be this way Voices whisper in her ear. But she chose to take the easier road And somehow got stuck here.