History

History
There's a sadness in her smile
and her touch is so so cold
you can tell she doesn't belong here
she feels centuries old
Her hair hangs about her tear-stained face
and she buries it once more into her hands
she can remember a time when she was loved
when she had a place in this land
Now she is a nobody
a nobody with no name
they'll never know who she used to be
they never ask why she came