it was blinding her, I mean reality,
the only thing that's actually true,
But sadly fantasy was the only thing she knew,
She thought she was free, from reality,
But nothing lasts these days,
She wishes she could flea the pain,
But it was so intense, she couldn't bare,
She would cry and cry, until she dropped to the floor,
Then say, life's not worth it any more.
I wish I could help, but she was to sick,
And everyone knows, a broken heart can never be fixed.'
