They told her she's lucky
To thank God; she's blessed
But she's lonely and scared Not a single soul cares
She's on her own now
But no one would guess
She won't be like her
That vow she'll keep
This life now inside
Wanting to hide
Many nights wishing
She'd die in her sleep
The years of the fighting
Were better than this
The curses and screams
Meant more than it seemed
For long before apathy
Pained anger was bliss
Caught in this cycle
Of neglected torment
Head in her hands
She can't understand
This choice of a "life"
Better left unspent
She swears to do better
Choosing what it means
Her name is called
So she travels the hall
Her choice is solid
She'll silence her screams
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