As she sits on the porch and stares at the night sky
She contemplates her life and starts to cry.
What happened to the little girl with such big dreams
That she became a woman without anything.
Where did she go wrong, how did she lose herself
Did she bottle her dreams and put them on a shelf
Or did she give up and decide that she did not matter anymore
Why does she sit on the floor with tears streaming down her face
With nothing or no one to help or care about her fate.
Would anyone notice if she just disappeared?
Would anyone care that she wasn't there.
How many times does she have to say tomorrow will be a better day.
Nothing gets better, its always the same.
Oh how she feels lost and so tired
Begging for an end that will never come.
Wishing that life was over and done.

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