As the old bows it head for the new to begin
Goosebumps run up and down every inch of her skin
Any trust that remains is still painfully thin
The girl running riot in my head
It has taken a while for her smashed heart to heal
Even now she\'s not sure how to let herself feel
There\'s a queue forming hoping one day she\'ll reveal
Mysteries long contained in her head
Beauty cursed
Broken nursed
Pin to burst
Her shield
Face aflush
Secret crush
Stay hush hush
Or yield
Feeling maybe
Just maybe
I might have a chance
Of the love
That\'s been missing for years
Feeling maybe
Just maybe
I\'ll once again dance
on a floor
That\'s not littered
With tears