she knows she can no longer stay,
here, she's lonely and longs to run away.

run away to where she can be,
happy and hopeful and always free.

but she wishes it was easier said than done,
she wishes the depression hadn't won.

but it did and now she is gone,
she's now full of sorrow and withdrawn.

her face is permanently set like stone,
and now she sits in her room all alone.

and wonders whether today should be the day,
where she finds peace in her heart and runs away.
 
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