Once longed for so badly,
Has become the root of her insanity.
And secrets hit the ground.
She sits alone with them
As she has on so many of these
The way she's been for so long now.
She's been defensive even longer than she's been alone.
That's how she got here.
Sick of the fight she begged for an end,
But you can only find silence from the world;
There is no getting away
From voices within.
It has become internal,
And the root of her insanity
Is her solitude.