She lost the one thing that made her smile.
She gave up, for some good while.
Nobody has ever showed her how to love,
she learned this on her own.
Now once again, she's alone.
She walks the streets every night.
Trying to hide away from the light.
As she closes her eyes, she dreams of a better tomorrow.
Her dreams are better then reality, she wakes up to nothing but sorrow.
She walks the streets to keep herself busy so the voices in her head won't appear.
She looks through dumpsters to find anything to eat, but every day she lives in fear.
Maybe tomorrow will be brighter, she lives with that quote to get her by.
She lives with hope to survive.
©terrylin53
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