• She runs though the meadow,
    Trying to get home,
    Where is home?
    What is home?

    She hears a wisper in the distance,
    Doesn't turn to look,
    No more broken hearts,
    Enough suffering.

    She trips and falls,
    No one's there to catch to her,
    It's not a new feeling,
    Many are used to live on their own.

    She gets lost,
    Already running again,
    Where's the way?
    Why is this so hard?

    She screams,
    Not one answer,
    No one heard,
    No one could ever help.