She lays on her bed, tears on her pillow
She imagines a world she can only dream
Confused at her life, she laid with despair
Conscious of her mistakes she wipes her tears
She prays for a time machine
Something to undue her past
Upset she look up and wondered her future
Everything has been bad thus far the worst is yet to come she thought
Seeing her growth she still finds flaws
Nothing is ever good enough she can't be pleased
Wondering when the feeling will change
When will she accept herself, when will she learn
What wisdom has she gained, what lesson have she learned
A new day and nothings changed
She lays in wait
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