She looks through the night, trying to find a light.
Glancing at her skin, saying this isn't right.
She only wanted something better but instead she's stuck in this life.
Wandering the sidewalk, lost without a fight.
She needed someone to comfort her, to tell her it will be alright.
But, instead she is living a bad life, where everyone fights.
She ask's the night, why she can't see anything bright.
With no reply she sat looking at the dark sky.
She dreamed of something better, something she could cling to real tight.
And when she found it, she was never again blinded by fright.
She had everything she every wanted, and was never going to get lost like that night again.
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Pieces Of Me (Poetry)
PoetryThis Book Is Just A List Of Pieces Of Poetry I Write From Time To Time Hope You Enjoy. If You Need A Specific Topic To Be Discussed I'll Write You A Piece. I'm Just A Message Away
