She doesn't like it
but she's learned to be alone
Keeps the curtains drawn
says the light's too loud
But the quiet's good
it keeps her company
Says it holds her tight
in the evening breeze
Another soul in flight
that no one ever sees
We're all too blind
a whole world on their knees
The world's grown so cold
creating escapees...
She turns her phone down low
keeps it locked down tight
No one one needs to know
what keeps her up at night
She’s a black, black sheep
in a field of white
A short fuse lit
twisting life's dull knife
No, she doesn't like it
but she's learned to be alone
Keeps the curtains drawn...
cause the light's too loud
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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