Do you see me in the hallway
Do you care if I’m even there
Tear drop falling on my suitcase
Hair blown out of place
Where I’m going, is unsure for now
Recklessly fleeing the scene
It’s not safe here anymore
Not for my heart
From jeweled crowns to ***** sheets
I’ll make due, because I’m brand new
No one knows me here
A  buggy ride across town
And I turned a new page
Actually put together a new book
And sealed the bindings
The sequence of events doesn’t match up
But who pays attention anyway
I have no past
No old friends to recount the broken glass
And blood on the floor
I’m a guardian angel for all they know
I’m the victim really
It was not that bad what I did
Not that bad at all
I had to
To get away
The evidence is in the river
And I no longer sit on its banks
And wish life would be different
My new book has clean pages
mostly
Why does this crimson stain never wash away
I’m too meek and innocent to be seen through their spectacles of judgment
This pub will surely welcome me with a smile
Now to the sink to fully wash away the past and the evidence