It was a feeling
A feeling that made her feel weak.
Escaping she tried
while she cried ever night.

She found a way
A way that makes her feel tough.
To stay there she wanted
Living with people that make her feel strong.

Though this didn’t last much
Mornings, Nights, Days and Time passed.
To leave from there she had to
Leaving the people she needed behind.

She’s now feeling the same feeling
A feeling that makes her feel weak.
She had enough of escaping
Of all this crying every night.