Remorse?

Sometimes she wonders, maybe if they knew,
The pain they put her through,

The condition in which they left her,
Whether they'd feel remorse she's not sure,

Her usual attackes want her to explode, to die, not to continue on,

She's the butt of every joke, the measley little geeky little pawn,

They want to see her cry,

She won't believe compliments are true anymore...why?

Her whole world is out of porportion her life is being hurled,

She refuses to see the light in a dark, dark world,