The voice in her head screams aloud,
Yet her lips don't utter a word,
The mistakes she had done,
The pits in which she had fallen,
It terribly reminds her of every bad that had happened.
Fighting the battle within,
Nothing to say,
Nowhere to escape,
Nothing to ponder,
On the meaningless streets her brain wander.
She sit in the crowded place,
And the world pass her by,
Tracing the criss crossed lines on her palm,
Gazing the destiny which made her path,
Reflecting the decisions which changed her life.