She waits at the back of the room in silence, nassured that there's nothing for her outside.nPrescribed for the state of the rage inside her,nShe hates inhibitions that hurt her mindnYour frustration gets you no-where,nin the unstable life you leadnShe's waiting for the day to bury herself away from you, nthere's a solemn face that she hides behind the smile she gives to you,nthis is for the lonely.nThis is written for the lonely,nthis is written for the one's who feel alone.nWe all see the same things,nwe're seeing it in shades of grey and white nYour frustration gets you no-where,nin the unstable life you leadnShe's waiting for the day to bury herself away from you, nthere's a solemn face that she hides behind the smile she gives to you,nthis is for the lonely.n[x3]nnShe's waiting for the day..