She's a girl who wishes to be free
She's a girl whose broken
Can't be seen
How damaged one girl can be
No one notice the tears
No sees the fears
She stays hidden by a smile
Never forgetting the pain
No matter how much the door is blocked
She knocks
Hoping and waiting others will hear her
And save her from the darkness of herself
But fear holds her back
Fearing she will be attacked
She fears trusting for she trust to much
She fears love for she loves too hard
She hides behind others In fear of being a bother
She wishes to be free from the darkness
She wishes to be free to fly
YOU ARE READING
A never ending story
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