Fire, Fire, dimming slowly
inside her; she feels so lonely.
You're the one who knows her best
can you tell her why she's depressed?
Why does she believe she's a designer of catastrophe?
What did they do to make her feel empty?
She asks, "Does it really matter anymore?"
Tears stream down as she looks up and whispers, "Savior?"
What made her rattle
that signaled the beginning of this battle?
What shadows have you chained?
That your face is always tearstained?
Why society? Why the expectations?
What if it leads to dark addictions?
What can help? The therapy
is only a temporary remedy/
Fire, Fire, dimming slowly
inside her; she feels so lonely.
You're the one who knows her best
can you tell her why she's depressed?