Rolling girl is living in a dream that she knows is out of her reach,
all the noise trapped inside her little head,
she scratches at it, she scratches at it!
"No problem" she whispers gently still,
and yet where did the real meaning go?
Such a mistake, what a mistake!
If I end just where I started I'll just roll like yesterday!
ah, one more time, one more time!
I'll be rolling once again!
So she says, so she says,
as she orchestrates the meaning in her words!
"Are you there?"
"Not even close!
The future is still no where in sight."
So I'll be holding my breath just for now!
Lonely girl has given it her all,
and the color be