Were is the light?
I feel I have reached the piont
But something has been left Behind
I try and live, to fight for what is right
But the darkness is growing leaving me in deny

I run from the Truth, but cant seem to get away
I must face it, and ill be ok
Ill run through the forest
Not turning back even for a glance
I know in my heart
The clouds will surely dance
When i reach my destination
The light from above.......


A suckish poem about how Isis is feeling...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vklVXYKa7sI

this will explain it a bit better

She has decided that she is going to be herself from now on...not a fake.