The Bridge

Little Suzi Blane looked into the world today 

and said that it could change

picked up the pen and signed her life away 

She was walking across the bridge 

and slowly it colapsed around her 

a sight she she could not see 

little Suzi was blind to reality 

trapped in a game 

a game played by her own energy

too busy to see

too busy to be

Until she was cast out into the sea

Little Suzi Blane looked into the mirror today 

Who am I,

What have I done? 

As she knows somewhere her mother cries

and she knows its because of all the lies 

the heartwrenching  decision of handle or disconnect

and the neverending games of pretend 

happy and smiling you'd never know it was just a show

untill you pull the curtain and see 

see that its not what its suppose to be

Little Suzi just wanted the lies to end 

and now little Suzi 

has just one thing to say 

the bridge is out and I want to go home

I am done with the show

If that makes me bad 

then obviously this show was never ment to be had

this game was never suppose to be played

So little man

what are you going to say now

I wonder but I dont care

I am free and I didnt need to have the golden key.