This is a little different than what I usually write so bare with me
She had always been the little overweight girl
The one stereotype that emphasizes this cruel world
Her mother died when she was very young
She therefore never learned the meaning of love, only evil words from the devil’s tongue
Her farther, a manic-depressed alcoholic
Ignored her, never told her the meaning of life and all that’s symbolic
She never had the chance to make a friend
Never once did she feel love, so how could she pretend
That all was going well; she had something to live for
Yet her quest to discover, ended at your locked door
She sits now alone, for once with a smile on her face
She’s imagining a new life, at this so beautiful place
Now blood is slowly flowing; she feels no sorrow or pain
Her dreams slowly fade away, her life lost in thought of shame
All she needed was someone to care
Now her soul is forever lost, still seeking, unsuccessfully in despair
She had always been the little overweight girl
The one stereotype that emphasizes this cruel world
Her mother died when she was very young
She therefore never learned the meaning of love, only evil words from the devil’s tongue
Her farther, a manic-depressed alcoholic
Ignored her, never told her the meaning of life and all that’s symbolic
She never had the chance to make a friend
Never once did she feel love, so how could she pretend
That all was going well; she had something to live for
Yet her quest to discover, ended at your locked door
She sits now alone, for once with a smile on her face
She’s imagining a new life, at this so beautiful place
Now blood is slowly flowing; she feels no sorrow or pain
Her dreams slowly fade away, her life lost in thought of shame
All she needed was someone to care
Now her soul is forever lost, still seeking, unsuccessfully in despair


