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White walls, light room
but inside it's dark and filled with gloom.
She tries to open up, tries to tell someone
but no one seems to listen and she doesn't want to jump the gun
cooped up in this hole, she wants to be taken from.
Someone come and save this soul
Someone come and save this one.
Lost in all confusion and wouldn't you be
stuck in this god-forsaken place where each day feels like eternity.
Wanting to escape, needing to get out
letting go of anger so she screams and shouts.
Can't you see she's lonely?
Can't you see her tears?
Her head is in her arms
hiding from her fears.
The same song still plays in her memory
"don't worry baby, it's how its got to be"
Images of that room, make her head spin
cold hands, touching feeling every inch of skin
Why didn't someone stop him?
Release me from this pain,
my whole life was just flushed down the drain.
Someone come and save this soul.
Someone come and save this one.
Can't you see she's crying?
Wondering why me,
isn't there someplace else in life that I should be?
Can't you see she's crying?
Can't you see her tears?
Her head is in her arms,
hiding from her fears.
Copyright © Jen Crtr | Year Posted 2009
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