A one way ticket from her past
A slow ride to nowhere fast

She’s riding the iron lines
Escaping her troubled life

Running away from the price
She feels abused- they didn’t have the right

In her mind the story unfolds

What can I do?
What can I do to bring back those tears?

I hate to say good luck for many years
I hope to do more
I’m better than that!
It’s a fact!

But she continues to die inside.........