Reverie
'It is all fine' at the tip of her tongue when all she feels inside is numb, to pour so much, that she's left empty if only, someone filled her as deftly, It aches too much to confess this pain for somebody to address, To be the dragonslayer, saving them all the one with the sword too needs healing after all, Put up a smile, light their world's so bright when her has crumbled with all its might, She wishes somebody like her in her life Who listens intently, probes out her strife, Being the one initiating to make amends question of her importance significantly ascends, Yet again, she wishes to run and make things right But, if only they too tried?