Lonely Girl

She sits alone among her things
Fancy cars and diamond rings
All the flair that money brings
Will keep her company.
Credit cards, she has her share
Pretty gems wove through her hair
Financial worries, she has no care
She lives a life that's free.

Her home is full of all the best
On satin sheets her head will rest
She even has a family crest
How lucky can one be
She snaps her fingers on a whim
Two maids will soon shuffle in
To do whatever's asked of them
That is their job, you see.

By day she has a whole surrey
Who fawn and on her words they prey
Who touch her arms in such a way
Affection they must feel
But night time finds her all alone
Inside a house that's not a home
The coldness cuts her to the bone
Inside her soul it steals.

Tears fall among her pretty things
In saddened heart she feels the sting
No hope to end her suffering
So in a ball she curls
Rocking herself to and fro
Sobs wrenching from her broken soul
Does anybody really know
She's just a lonely girl.