Water running down her face.
Filling her parents with such disgrace.
Crying and screaming into the sky.
Wet and muddy, wondering why?
Her life is nothing merely a shell.
Thinking, and yelling. This must be hell
Wishing and praying that she could die.
In a puddle full of blood is where she will lie.
People pass, and stop to stare.
The world is filled with people that really don't care.
She hides her fears, It hurts her deep down.
She's filled with tears, She always holds a frown.
She has no talents, or obsessions.
All of these are her secret confessions.
She's never had love or someone to care.
She's always daydreaming, her life is unfair.
Heaven, and the stars, Is where she wants to be.
Somewhere whare she can be happy and free.
