She Who Cried Wolf

Tears unholy she cries pathetically at the speed
Tempo untouched she cannot rewind her false deed
Restless legs from traveling her mind at day
Searching for bliss, but mostly for others shining aray

Press every key
Each one new speaking of a different destiny
Easy as pie
To find who is I?
Not such a tool in this girl's story
Precious to selfish, someone stopped the glory

As if it has never been said before
She can't cry wolf anymore
There's an ambulance waiting for her arrival
To take her away to learn self survival.
A glaring hawk watches her carefully
Catches her signals to move in sparingly
Any quick movement will set him in action
Be cautious my girl, this hawk picks up traction.

Her most prized possession
Will be snatched without hesitation.
Materialism is in her cards
Put them down for a new deal at large
Picture her pretty face in a frame
Beautiful in that but no one knowing the name
The beauty is lost if there's no autograph
Who wants to stare at an empty photograph?

Not I, says the viscious hawk in his course
A plain jane with a potrait of dry endorse
Let's all sit down to pray for this girl,
She's lost it all, it's time to remorse.