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The Right Direction
Everyone has somewhere to go.
Except me,that's not how my life will go.
For some,I'm just an ugly troll.
These people haven't even gotten to know me.
A witch is not what I want them to call me.
I was scared,and so they started to mock me.
Tears fell down my cheeks as I bled.
Now my hair is even starting to shed.
I think about it as I lay down on my bed.
My pillow is soaked from all the tears I shed.
It hurts,and so I fall asleep on my bed.
Dreaming of a happy Candyland.
My dreams take me to places, you cannot reach.
When I am dreaming,
I can finally hear my speech.
But in real life, it may sound like a screech.
In the darkest times,I had none to reach.
Hate and betrayal poured on me like bleach.
Outside I may seem okay,but inside I am rotting everyday.
I may never see the light of
day. Somehow, people always kept me away.
This made me crave human connection.
Nobody ever gave me protection.
I might have gone to the wrong direction.
I hope my dreams lead me into the right direction.
And I hope someday people give me real affection.
Untill then,the wind will lead me into the right direction.
Except me,that's not how my life will go.
For some,I'm just an ugly troll.
These people haven't even gotten to know me.
A witch is not what I want them to call me.
I was scared,and so they started to mock me.
Tears fell down my cheeks as I bled.
Now my hair is even starting to shed.
I think about it as I lay down on my bed.
My pillow is soaked from all the tears I shed.
It hurts,and so I fall asleep on my bed.
Dreaming of a happy Candyland.
My dreams take me to places, you cannot reach.
When I am dreaming,
I can finally hear my speech.
But in real life, it may sound like a screech.
In the darkest times,I had none to reach.
Hate and betrayal poured on me like bleach.
Outside I may seem okay,but inside I am rotting everyday.
I may never see the light of
day. Somehow, people always kept me away.
This made me crave human connection.
Nobody ever gave me protection.
I might have gone to the wrong direction.
I hope my dreams lead me into the right direction.
And I hope someday people give me real affection.
Untill then,the wind will lead me into the right direction.
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