She sits in the corner,
Sad and all alone...

The pain,
The torture...

I had to write some poems for school and this was...
I was so cute as a little baby...

They live on the streets,
Begging for money...

He walks through the door
And he starts to scream...

I look into the mirror,
But who is that looking back at me...

You told me once,
and you told me yet again...