Thoughts
 
Echoes, echoes
the whispers of deceit
with desperation sung in choir
‘cause revenge is oh, so sweet
but she wants nothing MORE
than to leave this screaming hell
instead she wants the thrill
of living fine and well
to breathe the AIR of peace
to find a HAPPIER HOME
to work HARD in her REBIRTH
so she’s never all alone
and reaching self-contentment
without the mental noise
she’d just wish for better days
where she has found her voice
ALL OR NOTHING
but nothing more than that
she used to know the purpose
but now she’s asking “what?”
a REBEL with much CLASS
or a humble, simple fool
she is DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE
‘cause your thoughts can be so cruel.