Nothing by Shannon Smith

The girl with a broken heart
Knew what was coming-
She'd seen it all along.
The girl with the broken heart
Knows good things don't last forever-
Because if they did then this wouldn't be a poem,
But a song.
The girl with the broken heart
Could never escape her fears-
No matter how long she's tried all these years.
People coming,
Going,
In and out of her life as they please;
People coming,
Going,
In and out of her life-
Locking her heart,
And stealing the keys.
Everyone and everything's leaving,
If they were there to begin with-
Then the girl with the broken heart
Remembered she had nothing.