At times she looked for an escape in her dreams
wanted badly to live them for real,
And everything seemed to be just a scene,
She's still hurting.....its surreal.

Come out of the smoke,
Perform a master stroke,
Cuz you top the class ,each semester.

Go get ur stuff,
the SATs are in your cup
Don't lose ur mind,
Your going to college next year.

Yeah, that could be right
But more than anything, she wanted peace of mind,
At nights she cried herself to sleep , in the morning she couldn't tell why,
She doesn't have a true friend till now, she wonders if that's cuz she's too shy??

This is seventeen, this was supposed to be fun and bright
But this time they're confined.
That could be the reason, or maybe its not;
Yeah, she had friends but they seemed so envious
Thus, she felt alone!

She wondered...

What if she had a next door Archie
Or a beanie headed beau...yeah !Jug!
She felt so suffocated there,
Her arms just needed a tight hug, and her happiness just needed a slight tug.

She wanted somebody to talk to, 
And fix her right there,
She wanted someone who she could trust,
And forget all about her fears.