Rising From Cinders: Misfit Guide to Escape Reality

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She hides in her room

the one in that broken home

Her toes curls, her thoughts swirls

She walks alone, headphones blaring

Trying not to be consumed by the shades of gray

Trying to think that it will always be okay

Alone in her own empty world

Alone in her hopeless dreams

People try to talk to her

Sooth her raging soul

Give her the warmest comfort

Can she realize she isn't alone

Calm the raging wars in her mind

Right there and then she can believe herself

That darkness will turn bright

Like everything's going to be alright.