Emily Hurd: SONGS

There in the city that’s rarely asleep, she sits in solitude staring out at the pretty men walkin the streets.
They like to watch what she’s wearing.
She knows it’s only a matter of time before someone will see through her, but she’d take loneliness rather than find someone she trusted had used her.

She needs somewhere to fall when she gets home.
She needs someone to come over, someone who will shoulder her load.
She needs someone to love when she feels small.
There has just got to be someone that she doesn’t run from at all: somewhere to fall.

She is a riddle in so many ways, but you can guess what she’s doin.
She is a little uneasy these days (since she found out she was human.)
Everyone knows her, but nobody knows all of the things she’s afraid of, or how she shows that she secretly hopes you’re gonna see what she’s made of.

She doesn’t know why she always gets close to the ones who never hold her.
Guess she just goes by “who hurts her the most,” that’s the one who gets to know her.
But there is a reason that she can’t confide.
You’d do the same if you’d gone through all of the seasons that she’s been denied someone that she can belong to.


Written by Emily Hurd