Locked up within herself,
No call for help,
She drags down her sorrows,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
Sometimes, her caged in fears,
Bring her to tears,
Sometimes, her only way out,
Is up and about.
She faces the devil with a grin on her face.
She holds her arms out, for a dangerous embrace.
Nobody can judge her if they haven't walked in her shoes.
Going down, is the only way to lose.
Juggling her pros and cons, and coming up with the existence of one's true heart.
Two lost world's, torn apart,
Whatever, grabbed the attention of her soul.
Dancing around the promises of becoming whole.
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