This is the bibliography of a lonely women:
In a crowded room I stand
Voices from end to end
I see but I cannot hear
For I have realized my biggest fear
In a crowded room
I am alone.

In your arms I lay
Soft kisses on every inch of my skin
And here I am thinking again
In your arms
I am alone.
This is the bibliography of a lonely women.

When I wear my naked face
In the mirror I see disgrace
Once because what I saw
I did not seem to like at all

Now that I have met you
You showed me something I could not do
I now accept me as me
You untangled me, and set me free
Thankful for you, I'll forever be.

You don't need his hugs, you don't need his kisses, you don't need his touch, you don't need his love, you don't need him. You need your own love, you need yourself. He cannot save you with his words, you do not need to be saved by anyone but yourself. He can't fix you, you do not need fixing. You do not have to look into his eyes to see the stars, there is a sky full of burning asteroids right above you doll. His laughter is not your laughter, his smile is not your smile, you are your own.

I am not a game piece and this is not a game.
You cannot continue to move me where you desire.
The loss of being 2 steps ahead and then moving 7 steps behind is tiring.
I am not a game piece and this is not a game.

The waves compelled her to jump
To feel the adrenaline that made her heart thump
To walk right in and be comforted by the endless blanket of sea
She knew that danger could arise, the kind that sets her free
The desire to do so took its toll, she knew this would be her last chance
She closed her eyes and with a smile she got into her stance
As she jumped, she felt the world blow off her without a care
She then realized that life itself is just one huge dare

By the ocean, standing alone, no one else but me.
I decided to jump, become a part of the never ending sea.
Swim far, far away never to turn back.
Swimming, swimming, swimming, swimming, on a different track.
Keep on going, far enough will always be to close.
All the failures of my past, never to be exposed.
Hurry time is running out, it is almost dawn.
By the time they notice I'm missing, I'll already be gone.