the girl with the weight of the world on her shoulders

She found the Holy Grail
But it didnít heal her
She had Merlin recite a spell
But it didnít go well
She found her Prince
But he didnít please her 

She travelled the world
In a hundred and eighty days
Worked herself into the ground
Morning, noon, and night
She studied everything she could
But learned nothing 

She began to wonder
Was something wrong with her?
Why did she feel this way?
Would she always be?
Looking around this world
For something more 

Sheís the girl
With the weight of the world
On her shoulders 

So, she closed her eyes
And dreamed herself away
Didnít talk to anyone
For a year and a day
Just sat staring into space
As her life passed on by 

People began to wonder
Was something wrong with her?
Why did she act this way?
Would she always be?
Hiding from this world
From something more

 One rain swept summers day
Looking out from her window pane
She thought she caught her image
Staring back in the dust strewn glass
And it said I am the part of you
That youíve been trying to feed
Youíve given me everything except what I need
For the answers to all your questions
Drop your defences and look inside your heart

 The girl with the weight of the world
On her shoulders

 She threw out the trash
Got shot of all the crap
Cleared out her closet
Her cupboards and draws
Created herself a space
And lifted the weight


Written: 1995
Copyright Nicholas Treadwel1 2003