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Mar 2017
Who is that girl in the mirror
The one in the bright red dress
Her mouth says hi I'm feeling fine
Her eyes say my life is a mess

Is it her lipstick that's crooked
Or is it the way that she thinks
There's a world of hurt in her heart
And maybe that's why she drinks

Quickly she picks up her glass
Here's to a night on the town
She puts on her best party smile
Finds where she put her bag down

She will go out for the evening
Have fun with friends for a while
Hiding her pain a bottle
Moping just isn't her style

Maybe some guy will please her
Chase dark thoughts from her head
And she will wake up tomorrow
With some stranger there in her bed

Or maybe she'll fall home alone
Pour herself back through the door
Not hear the voice calling mummy
As she lies in a heap on the floor

She will cry tears in the morning
A sea of self pity and shame
Life has spun out of control
And in no way is SHE to blame

She walks a fine line at the office
A finer one with the school
How many times can she do it
How long can she break every rule

Why did her partner leave her
When they'd been together so long
How could that be her fault
When she had done nothing wrong

She has lost friends and lovers
Each parting cuts like a knife
And now her mother is dying
She simply can't deal with her life

How did it get this crazy
Why can't she just get things right
Why is she haunted by demons
That keep her awake through the night

She still looks for an answer
To a prayer she cannot yet say
She walks so scared and alone
Pushing hope out of her way

She has to find her surrender
To be at that all time low
Where her life cannot be managed
And she truly admits this is so

I pray she holds out her hand
Before chaos breaks her apart
I pray she finds her solution
And true peace reigns in her heart
Clare Coffey
Written by
Clare Coffey  Bedfordshire
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