Her heart pounds uncontrollably
Thoughts are spinning
incessantly
She cannot fathom
a right choice
So she purposely
silences her voice
Why should she go through
pain for others
When no one will walk through fire
for her
Why should she get out of the rain
and thunder
When everyone shows her
nothing but anger
Life is not what SHE chooses,
she has no say
The only choice she can make,
is her dying day
She'll be forgotten
from then on out
Only memories of a
pathetic useless girl
Little did they know,
her pen met paper every night
So she left words of sadness
for the whole **** world
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC
Her heart pounds uncontrollably
Thoughts are spinning
incessantly
She cannot fathom
a right choice
So she purposely
silences her voice
Why should she go through
pain for others
When no one will walk through fire
for her
Why should she get out of the rain
and thunder
When everyone shows her
nothing but anger
Life is not what SHE chooses,
she has no say
The only choice she can make,
is her dying day
She'll be forgotten
from then on out
Only memories of a
pathetic useless girl
Little did they know,
her pen met paper every night
So she left words of sadness
for the whole **** world
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