All By Herself
God puts her to the test
Every hour of everyday
Doesn’t give her a second to rest
Even tests her in the bed she lays
She looks around, no one’s there
She looks so close and looks so far
Everyone’s gone, it’s just not fair
She fights for attention.
She longs to be free.
She has an infection,
That is the depression, you see.
Send her an angel,
She’s all by herself
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