praisemichael
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None of them understand, how they feel
But no one understands how she feels
I can see in her eyes that she longs to be free
Something inside of her holds her back,
She's like the flower in the autumn
That tries to fight through the storms
The rain is the tears that she cries
No one dares to understand her
They say that if you sit in the white room she will get better,
If she takes the tablets it will ease her mind,
But she's cornered, even though her heart beats
It is dead really, She is a kind sweet person,
But somehow no one has eased the pain
She doesn't need the white room
Or the tablets that they give her,
All she ever needed was love
For someone to make her feel a person
There's a hole in the ground,
The hole that symbolises ignorance
The ignorance is the people who don't understand the heart
The people who don't take the time to realise why
The flowers will bloom, when you stand back and let them
The rain will stop when we understand
The world will never stop if we take notice of those few
They are the ones that never were
Sometimes we realise the love in ourselves
But ignore the people that are around us
Maybe it is to late to go back
Or maybe god realises now is the time
By Olivia Saunders
22/07/2009
20:38pm
But no one understands how she feels
I can see in her eyes that she longs to be free
Something inside of her holds her back,
She's like the flower in the autumn
That tries to fight through the storms
The rain is the tears that she cries
No one dares to understand her
They say that if you sit in the white room she will get better,
If she takes the tablets it will ease her mind,
But she's cornered, even though her heart beats
It is dead really, She is a kind sweet person,
But somehow no one has eased the pain
She doesn't need the white room
Or the tablets that they give her,
All she ever needed was love
For someone to make her feel a person
There's a hole in the ground,
The hole that symbolises ignorance
The ignorance is the people who don't understand the heart
The people who don't take the time to realise why
The flowers will bloom, when you stand back and let them
The rain will stop when we understand
The world will never stop if we take notice of those few
They are the ones that never were
Sometimes we realise the love in ourselves
But ignore the people that are around us
Maybe it is to late to go back
Or maybe god realises now is the time
By Olivia Saunders
22/07/2009
20:38pm
