She held in her anger, and lost control of own self pity.
Her life spiraled downhill and left her kind of shitty.
Nobody stood her ground,
They left her alone in this town.
Now fighting to go back home.
It's better then being alone.
Even though sometimes she is all she's got.
She stayed alive, and fought.
Whatever brought her to be this way,
She will be okay.
All she needs is love from anyone who still believes she can win this.
Her family is what she misses.
Going back to the start,
Of what we call fine arts.
She tried her best and failed, like an actress in a show.
One day she will find what her heart loves and what her head knows.
Some day everything around her will grow.
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