Mouth shut, secrets kept,
Death overtook her while she slept,
It slipped into her darkened room,
Starring at all of the gloom,
She'd lay on the roof,
And look at the stars,
To escape all the pain,
Of all of her scars,
Life sucks and then you die,
So whats the point of all the lies,
Identifying every star,
Creep back into the house,
Be quiet little girl,
Be silent as a mouse,
Through the big window,
She did creep,
It's time to pretend,
That she's asleep.
