monsters in her mind
allergic to smoke
of the cigarette kind
watch as they choke
the words they would shout
now only rasps
of sadness and self doubt
but nothing lasts
Echoes of a happier girl
while roaming the city end to end
they watched as she would twirl
the gymnast, my friend
But alone she whispers "somethings wrong"
can't escape the blue
found no happiness in any song
no idea what to do
The monsters ate her dreams
ones of flying away from this place
that once stitched up the seams
stopped tears rolling down her face
Hey girl, go and cry
for a long while
then stare at the sky
and simply smile.
Because one day you'll be up there
flying in a plane
Fulfilling the dreams many deemed insane
The monsters will be gone
lost in the clouds
You'll be ok.
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