Girl in the dark
She walks through what seems to be an endless darkness
It feels as if the sunshine is too far to grasp
And barely able to be seen
Although through time and time she continues
Walking through darkness hoping for
Even the dimmest light
As happiness decreases her madness increases
Is it a life of pain she must Indore
It feels like a prison where your mind is in control
And all you can do is hope
That the voice in your head
Will subside
She is in constant war with
Her own self