There was a girl once.
The Palest blue eyes.
As if made from ice.
They held her joy.
They held her laughter.
But they also displayed her pain.
Displayed her sorrow.
Was once the girl who they all knew.
Once the girl who was everyone's friend.
Once the girl who never cried.
Once the girl who didn't know sadness.
Once the girl who always smiled.
The girl with the pale blue eyes.
But then one day changed.
No one knew how.
Not a soul knew why.
No one knew when.
Something changed her, the girl with pale blue eyes.
She no longer smiled.
She no longer laughed.
She never said why.
No longer the same, the girl with pale blue eyes.
From joyous and kind.
To sorrowful and cruel.
She began to cry, the girl with pale blue eyes.
Screaming, kicking, begging, praying.
She began to fade, the girl with pale blue eyes.
No longer the girl with the pale blue eyes.
She became the girl with the soulless gray eyes.
She became someone nobody knew
The girl with the dull gray eyes.
Her friends never saw her.
Her teachers no longer knew her.
The shadows became her friend, the girl with the dull gray eyes.
She cried in the silence of night.
She screamed in the depths of her dreams.
She trembled in the embrace of her anger and terror.
Her fear was her lover, the girl with the dull gray eyes.
No one ever knew what happened to her.
What made her have such a heartbreaking change.
Her friends all gave up trying.
Her teachers stopped caring.
So she gave up, the girl with the dull gray eyes.
The girl with dull gray eyes.
Eyes filled with her pain and sorrow.
Gray like storm clouds in rainy weather.
Dull as the leaden sky in a hurricane.
Eyes full of raw anger and hate.
Believed to have the eyes of Achlys herself.
The girl with the pale blue eyes was no more.
Her eyes no longer held her joy
They no longer embraced her laughter.
They lost their colour, pale as ice.
They Screamed of her sorrow.
They cried of her pain.
The girl with the dull gray eyes she’s known as now.