her
Mentally ill or mentally gifted
She is given prescription pills for a mind that's shifted
She just wishes this weight on her heart will be lifted
They said they love her she just wishes they meant it
Maybe she should tell someone wrap it up in a letter and send it
When she was younger her mind was a blank slate
Filled with happiness joy
Now she’s treated like a toy
Played with like a game
Oh what a shame she is treated this way
On and on everyday
Broken promises
Broken mind
But don’t get twisted she is one of a kind
She will survive this twisted maze
She will get out of this cage
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