She stares around her

Small inside,

Banging on the walls

Of her caged up mind.

Weighed down by the tears

Of tomorrow's pain,

Drowning in cerebral

Acid rain.

"Somebody get me the hell out of here!"

She screams in frustration, anger and fear.

But nobody hears,

It's a cold lonely night,

Will somebody somewhere, please

Turn on a light?

The End

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