All she has is herself
A round world with just her in it
No one around, no one to speak too
She would walk around
Wondering why she's there
Wandering around feeling of fear
Until she runs into this brick wall
High to the sky
Punches it... "why am I here"
She cries

All she has is herself
A round world
Some buildings and rooms
Books and papers
Clocks that don't work
Wondering why she's there
Wandering around feelings of fear
Until she runs into this brick wall
High to the sky
Punches it, kicks it
"Why am I really here"
She cries

All she has is herself
A world
Alone
Just her
A brick wall
Wondering why
Wandering around
She's tired of fear
So she walks towards the brick wall
Thats high to the sky
Sits there
With her head down
Asking "why"

She thought to herself
She spoke to herself
She cried to herself
She whispers to herself
"I truly understand the fear I am under. Why I'm here, the life I have it isn't fair. I am scared of what I want to do because of the people or person that has made me feel (fear). If I do this would you be mad? If I say no so would you not speak to me? I truly understand I am a person that is cluttered with demands. The demands are to let go and do what I have to do for myself and not fear of anyone or anything. I am fearless "

As she looks up
All she has is herself
In a world of different people
And personalities
all she has is to not feel fear.