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I wrote this a lil while ago...
The Corner
It's where she goes to get away
To get away from this hell that she calls life
She can sit there
And think
Never to be bothered
It is her place to be herself
It's the only place where she can be herself
She can think the thoughts she can never express
She sits and thinks of what she wants her life to be
A loving family
Someone to hold her when she's sad
Tell her how much he loves her when she's depressed
A shoulder to cry on
When she opens her eyes
And walks away from the corner
She realizes that none of this will ever happen
Welcome to her life...
A living hell
Have you ever just sat in your room and thought? I do it a lot. I sit on my bed and just think of what I could have done differently in life to make it better for myself. It never ends well but I still do it.
The Corner
It's where she goes to get away
To get away from this hell that she calls life
She can sit there
And think
Never to be bothered
It is her place to be herself
It's the only place where she can be herself
She can think the thoughts she can never express
She sits and thinks of what she wants her life to be
A loving family
Someone to hold her when she's sad
Tell her how much he loves her when she's depressed
A shoulder to cry on
When she opens her eyes
And walks away from the corner
She realizes that none of this will ever happen
Welcome to her life...
A living hell
Have you ever just sat in your room and thought? I do it a lot. I sit on my bed and just think of what I could have done differently in life to make it better for myself. It never ends well but I still do it.