Late at Night
she lays in her bed late at night
wondering when this hell will turn to light
wanting to wake up and things be ok
how things were back in the old days
shes sitting in her bed late at night
just sitting there listening to her parents fight
it wasnt alwayz this way
we never used to fight everyday
so day by day she tries to figure it out
what caused it and what its really all about
she sits in her bed very late
trying to find her own escape
the music doesnt always cut it anymore
it brings memories back, not away like they did before
things got so bad she thought death was an option
but how does that help, it just means you have no compation
she turns to guys for her support
though all of those relationships were short
she continues and trys her best
trys to make it threw like all the rest
she counts the days
waiting to be 18 so she can go away
leave this place
so she wont have to see her own face
when she dies
cant stand saying final good-byes
please let me out
so i can figure ME out!
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