Sunday, April 3, 2016

Perfume

She sprays perfume on before bed
To keep the sorrow from her head
Today was great, but like I've said
Not every night can be okay

She's gone four days without a cry
But in the shower wonders why
For every time she has to try
But still everything stays the same

She dozes off during her school
She accidentally breaks the rules
She feels alone when on her knees
Just like a blind girl in the trees
She barely gets out of her bed
But climbs out of her peace instead
She wants to be a burning light
But burns herself with her own mind
She stays away from what is wrong
And second-guesses if she's strong
Just feels like another stupid thing
Thinks like all the sheltered kids think
She loves her room during the day
But in the night it's like her grave
She has some dreams she keeps locked up
She has some reasons that she's stuck
She curses herself in her mind
But once in a while knows that she's right
She says sometimes that she'll give up
And other times that she'll grow up
She takes a walk and closes her eyes
Doesn't want to see all of this life
She lets it go with just a sigh
Think she's forgotten how to fly

But she's still trying
But she's still trying
But she's still trying
But she's still trying

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