Lana has a lot to say
About the day
That has passed by
Waiting for a reason to
Take this dust ridden book
Off her shelf
There she writes
"Should I stay or should I go"
Guess I'll never know
Should there be a sign of some kind?
Only has a lot to say
When theres a stream of thought
Timid yet outspoken in her mind
Who would've thought?
Uses similes to describe how she feels
Like it or not
She begins to free her mind by design
As the day passes her by
She writes "Is this fine?"
Should the words I write rhyme
As the ink runs dry
Profound in some peoples eyes
Yet selfish to some
Lana clears her head as she's set free