....little, frightened girl,
standing there alone...
feeling pain and grief,
..never had a "home"....
fighting with her tears tonight,
rolling down her cheeks,
let them go, give´s up again...
..keeps doing this for weeks...
Silence, freedom.....no more thoughts,
she hates her life like hell...
the memories attacking her,
she sees them very well....
Where is my way?
It´s getting dark,
no light will shine for me,
just let me out,
I wanna go...
tell me, where is the key...?
Too sad and tired,
can´t look ahead...
feels way too weak,
the batteries are dead......
No strength to just got over it,
felt trapped and paralyzed,
no matter what she did...
...I´m a loser
and I gotta pay for it.......
...but I´ll stand the pain...for my little angels.....
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