She walks alone on a broken path
That leads to a lonely aftermath
Behind the illusion she tries to hide
Without the freedom to decide
She sits around and wastes her day
On words she'll never get to say
To play the treacherous game
And save a life sealed with pain
Maybe there is another life
With words that won't cut like a knife
And no more image to defend
When the whole world comes to an end
R.I.P
