It's only second period,
and I feel one coming up...

The secret she hides
so deep inside...

For all those times you said hello,
Making my heart skip a beat...

It was a chilly September night,
as we held each other tight...

Let them be as peacocks
adored, beautiful, loved...

Watching the sunset
at the egde of the beach...

Please God
let me get away...

She endured beatings
endless abuse...

Trying to get out.
troubled, lost, confused...

Oh. how i enjoy flowers,
the lovely fragrances...

The colors of
yellow, pink, and orange...

Help me spread my wings
Let me fly away...