by Kuni
She lives in the depths of despair
Is she wallowing there?
Looking for which way to turn,
she sees a sign and doesn’t
Hide because deep inside, she’s still alive
Walking, slowly, swiftly now
Will she make it or be found?
Lost in a world with no one to care
Lost in a place she thought she could bear
Following the road and she thinks of her head
Filled with sorrow and dread
Forgetting the past, dwelling on the future
But for now, she lives in the depths of despair
Knowing she won’t always stay wallowing there.
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