She is walking down on a dark street
With a secret in her pocket to keep
She feels heavy and can’t no more stand on her feet
No one is looking at her
Excuse me can you help? Help me sir, she asks
“I’m reality” and i want no part of you
She walks away with her head down
Looking for someone who could fix her
She walks broken and tired
Keeping a secret is tearing her
Her shadow follows her, mocking her
She wonders how far the end of the tunnel is
She wonders what happens when its dawn
Will it be all sunshine and her darkness gone?
How long has she been walking like this?
Can she learn to walk without heaviness inside?
Will she learn how to held her head high and not hide?
Questions add another ton of weight on her
It’s so lonely and silent, i wish i was a good singer
She tries to joke and laugh on her on
Stars and moon accompany her
But, she still can’t find someone to help or share
She looks at those walking straight and free
She sits and breathes a little
There is light on the horizon yet no hope
Sometimes she sees a soul or two
Walking slow and with their eyes looking down
Hello, how are you?
“I’m the pain” and you want no part of me
She smiles sympathetically at them and walks ahead
Maybe she isn’t alone, but she still has a journey to cover
She waves and continues walking
She wonders what if she spills her pocket?
What if she get rid of the secret?
Voices tell her against
She closes her eyes and whispers “walk a little”
Maybe the next turn is her place to settle
Maybe the next turn will give her
A life with no heaviness
A place she can sing love & happiness
Maybe the next turn will be dawn
Till then she walks with an invisible load
She walks with her head down…!!!!