Empty room, with many figures
Spectators passing in which I didn't know
But I was soon to find out some would stay, others would go
Many planes prepare for flight
Most are dark, few are light

I watch the hurt struggle and fight
The strong ones hold their heads up high
I look into my reflection and see a girl begin to cry
He eyes drip with fatigue, her baggage swoops low
She had missed her flight, and where she wanted to go

She unveiled the dark trips, for they aren't what they seem
And how the admired were harder to contain
Although it is true the heart will restrain
On the verge of giving up, she heard a voice say,
"The nest flight to your destiny is right this way."

The spark started to flicker as she wandered toward the ligh6t
Shadows cast down, darkness will fall
For she will no longer stagger and crawl
And all of a sudden, that deprived little girl
Just began her journey that shined like a pearl