My mind is troubled Soul, breaking if not broken Heart, shattered, fragile glass Let's pretend I'm fine
Too gone to fake emotion Too distant to feel My mind is troubled Witness, this psychological downfall
Vulnerable, open like a book Tattered, abused pages Meaningless and abandoned Let's pretend I'm fine
My mind is troubled Soul. shattered Heart, shards of fragile glass Let's pretend I'm fine
I think Nala went into insanity, her best friend was 'dead'. And a great tyrant was left to rule in his brother's death. But.. she still pretended that everything was fine. They would all be fine. Poor Nala..
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