Bambi Vetti - Who is she?

There she sits
She is I or maybe she is me
I never claimed it to be
That girl whoever she may be
Is stuck high on a shelf of misery

Her eyes bleed out cries
She never dare expose
She sits up there
afraid and alone

Deserted
There's nothingness around her
Happiness is too far to grab
She doesn't realize that
The higher she climbs
The further she's fall
But still she moves
One foot in front of the other

She slips, hanging on for life
Can't hold on any longer
She drifts through the air
Waiting for the fall
Waiting for reality to set in

Bambi Vetti

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