"The Girl Next Door"
There's this girl I know who lives next door
Maybe seventeen if not eighteen years old
And everyday I see her pray for change
Staring out her window with nothing new to say
She's perfect some suggest in every way
Beautiful looks, kind heart, excellent grades
But everyday she still prays for change
Because every night is always the same
She sits on her bed and plays guitar
While her parents for hours lecture her
She took a job after school to help pass days
But even that can't alleviate inborn pain
But what she was mad at, I couldn't tell
Often from my window I'd see her yell
Yet this perfect prom queen ruled the scene
Living a life other people dream
With her diamond rings and a smile that gleams
Even the sun bowed down with its light and its beams
And as the years continued on to progress
So too did much of her success
She finished college and took a job at a firm
And acquired wealth through a boss who was stern
But everyday she still prayed for change
Staring out her window with nothing new to say
She found a man and they moved into the city
And was kept active, fluent, and always so busy
They bought a car, a dog, and a lifetime of memories
But none of this was her cure or a remedy
She just could not continue putting on this act
Miserable on the inside as a matter of fact
She could not go on and face another day
Knowing the mundane phases will never change
She drove to the deepest river she could find
With the excuse that she needed to unwind
She walked to the mouth where people swim
With concrete shoes on; she dove right in
And reflecting back on those times
Her deflecting problems was a sign I realized
Because everyday she prayed for change
Because every night was always the same








