Some say she never tyed
She said she's allways wrong
One day i turned to help her
To see that she had gone
She didn't want companions
She gave up on her dreams
Others noticed she was silent
In her head she held the screams
She chose to walk alone
This no one understood
She never showed her feelings
There was no way that she could
All she ever wanted
Was not the finer things
But to take back what was freedom
From what felt like puppet strings
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