She has been crying for so long
She blames her claustrophobia
When she describes an empty place
To be confined area.
She has been lying them too much
She could resist the pain
But always tries to keep in touch
To face again the same…
And we deserve a better way
We have to find the power
To be prepared and to convey
All what we are, desire.
She has been facing many fights
With life and insomnia
She has been yelling lots of nights
To throw away phobia
Cause she was in an endless tale
With knights and queens and witches
But all she wanted in her soul
Was disappearing species…