Someone invisible is walking down the street
A lonely little girl, whom nobody meets
Killed by mankind, for her powers
She floats on , to a field of flowers
Sprinkles start, now rain is pouring
The girl sits down and cries her story
A story so real, from the start
A story so sad, it could melt the coldest heart
The story of her getting picked on by her brothers
Just because she was different from the others
She could melt into the shadows, so seemly
When she gets mad, chaos and destruction roam freely
She sucks in her last breath
And falls to the ground, kissed by death.
