Sleep doesnt come,
Anxieties came...
Rest doesnt come,
Sweet memories passed...
How she wish
she could turn the clock?
How she wish
she could give a better picture?
She is crying to sleep..
Wetting her pillows...
Stilling her pains and anguish...
Covering up her ears and eyes...
To shut out deep feelings..
To remove her deep attachments,
but will that be so easy?
Just lonely nights and longer nights...
Oh, baby, oh baby...
A never growing baby...
What have you done?
To become such a babe???
So vulnerable...
So unbelievable...
So stressful...
So dreading for the worst???
If only there is an answer...
that comes from somewhere...
If only there is a solution...
that will come to save her...
