Walk with me, lets enter hell,
Tis my abode, i know it well...

Heart as hollow as a beggars soul,
Face so still as if carved from stone...

The quiet one, who sits by herself,
The silent soul that seeks no help...

A lonely child, huddling in the snow,
Gazes through a window...

She sits by the window every day,
Witnessing time, fading away...

She was her mamma and daddy's pride
She was the one who did everything right...

Jade, Jasmine, Buttercup yellow; My heart to you...