Trouble Images

lost in her own world, confused about the many loves in her life, scared, so she runs, hoping to find some peace of mind, running still, tears falling from her eyes, what comes when nothing is brought, why sacrifice when nothing is promised , lost in her own world, she sits by the mighty oak tree, she dreams of everything being simple, she tries to escape her own insanity, not because shes crazy, only because she's sick of the world... lost in her own world, as she sits, eyes closed, the darkness come crawling down to tie her up...... is it you or is it the past? ladies, let the trouble images in your life pass you by, if not you'll be subjected to your own misery.....