| In her room She sits and stares At the corner wall With nothing there Alone on her bed She sits and cries She cries in her mind She cries from her eyes She cries while she thinks Thinking about nothing at all Except for life With all the downfalls But life's not a big thing It's worth nothing at all Except for the voice Whome for her it calls It's called to her Her entire life Saying "nothing here Can make it right" She says in her answer "You know you're right" "Nothing in the world Could make it right." "Nothing in the world Could take away the pain Or the bruises From when he goes insane." "There is no way To correct his mistakes" "To reverse time Ane make him go straight" But there are ways To deal with the pain And I know That bruises go away But until then I have to set myself free No longer a doormat I'm tired of the misery |
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