[Music: Ben Lee - Ripe]
Walking down the path of memories,
Carryin so much tht meant the world to her,
She stares at the path ahead of her and wanders what stands,
Fear mixed with anxiety n a tiny bit of excitment seems to be tangled all together
She stares at all the smilin faces and laughs,
And wanders how real could they be?
Are they just as fake as hers?
Just to keep away the dark stares and undesired questions,
Closin her eyes she imagines herself back where she was,
Where all that was in her was real,
Those feelings and joy,
Where burdens didn't exist and there was a safer place always nearby,
Smilin slowly she feels those tiny drops of tears trinkle down her face,
The world was a cruel place and she knew that oh to well,
But she 's seen the better place,
The safer n sweeter place,
And that pain that lingered,
It was the cause of the a broken heart,
And a hopeless soul.
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