She pretends like she is in control
steering her way through the white lines and the red lights
She pretends she knows where she is going
with a road map on her lap and directions scribbled down
She pretends there is nothing behind her
that ignoring the rear view mirror will make the images disappear
She presses the gas pedal further
pretending that speed can surpass her demons
She blasts the stereo louder
pretending that she can cover up the sound of the voices

She pretends like she is in control
but really her eyes are closed and she is screaming
She pretends to call it Blind Faith
but really she doesn’t know what she believes in anymore

But she knows that when you don’t know where you’re headed
any road will get you there