Story of a Lonely Girl

This is a girl who never knew how to smile,
Always lonely, dressed with a depressing style,
Quiet, she has always been on the reserved side,
Determined, as she has deep dark secret to hide,

During the day you could see her reading,
This is the only time her smile is preceding,
Because as soon as the moon signals the night,
She puts on an evil dress - such a tragic sight,

The phone rings - as another customer calls,
A pathetic male, with hands on his balls,
Already excited, ready for the night ahead,
Picturing how she looks with her legs spread,

Inside she's dying, hiding that beautiful smile,
Ashamed of this dress that shows a sexier style,
He penetrates her - she slowly starts bleeding,
She tries to leave - but shes far from succeeding,

He finishes just as shes about to break,
Theres only so much this poor girl can take,
All she really wants is for someone to care,
But every time she looks, no one is there,

If only she would open her eyes she would see,
Theres a life waiting for her - to be free,
The only way for her to get out of this mess,
Is to throw away, that hellishly red dress...