Black nails holding her pen
Its ink spilling her secrets
The words flow from the end
All her life she felt like this.
Lost and lonely, hidden in the back
She hides her feelings behind a scowl
She wraps herself in angry black
Her music blaring, a voice screaming,
No one else to turn to.
She writes her songs of sorrow
Hoping someone will know what to do
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