Calm streets
Crystal wind breeze
Cold and blurry
Silent thoughts and emotions
Trapping her inside these walls
The walls she built for herself
Sick of the repetition
Guilt and anger tearing the pieces left of her
Eye bags and headaches
Some reminders to heavy her
Afraid she failed them again
failed herself again
A dead conscious with blank purpose
A Lost mind with selfish labels
Filled with guilt again.
