All she wants is to be heard,
Even if it's just one single word,
She's held back by her fears,
She starts to shed tears,
Outside she's all alone,
She cuts her wrist with a sharp stone,
She's losing at the game called life,
She's almost always in strife,
She has ragged hand-me-down clothes,
There's only one thing she truely knows,
That one thing is she doesn't want to be herself,
She wants to be just like everyone else
