she couldn't walk on her own
she was simply too afraid
there was so much grief around her
so many dead bodies that just laid
I'm not talking about murder
I'm not talking about death
I'm talking about souls destroyed
thanks to society, they're practically dead
she slit her wrists
she damaged her heart
she starved herself
she eventually fell apart
when you've got no place to go,
where can you turn to?
that's what she wanted to know,
but everyone told her, "Shoo!"
she gave up on hope
she gave up on faith
she gave up on mercy
she gave up on being safe
she needed crutches
something to help her walk
because she was being killed
by the world's horrid talk
she never found her crutches,
and for that her soul did pay
the real her is now gone
you could say she lost her way.
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