She's so far away from home
And no she's not in Rome
She's seeing an unknown scenary
With different shades of greenery
New faces everywhere she looks
How they talk and behave fascinates her until she's hook
The atmosphere around her is refreshing
No longer in a place where it feels so depressing
Although she misses back home
It's time for her to go out there and roam
A place full of complete strangers
And dark alleys housing all kind of dangers
Which is horrible because she's no Hermione Granger
Just sitting down wondering if it's all true
Because it all just happened out of the blue
Don't know when the shattering is due
The calm before the storm is waiting on its que
She has friends but just a few
But when it all falls apart it will not be anything new
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Thoughts of the Hopeful & Broken Ones
PoetryThoughts of the hopeful and broken ones can be deadly Knowing not what we are thinking Like quick sand the pain and the ache have us sinking Deep down in a dark part of our mind But a smile like ours makes them have nothing to find
