She sits there in her own numbness, feeling no pain.
Whatever brought her down this road, must of been feeling a little insane.
He promised herself that she would never fall.
Something brought her down, emptiness from them all.
Looking back, with anxiety and dread.
Voices come and go, dancing in her head.
Sometimes she hears the ones that bring her down.
It's a total waste of a nightmare, that always comes around.
Never mind the shadows peeking through the walls.
In need of sleep, before she makes this fall.
Countless nights, she sits and stares.
In her fridget state, she rocks back and forth in her black wooden rocking chair.
The room is so quiet, all eyes disappear.
She shivers, and walks the halls of fear.
Her mental state has been off and on.
walking these hallways, never has she belonged.
Whatever happened to the girl in room 201?
Laughter arises, off went a gun.
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