Skin against bone
you're happy just to be alone
Away from all the demands
their groping...touching hands
They beg you to join reality
but you remind yourself of the fatality

The things you do
The souls you take a liking to
never last long in this world
When you're a plagued girl
Stretch yourself just to hate
To succumb to fate
Take a favor to the blade
Haunted by your own serenade

Striving to stay away
from everyone...day to day
You don't like to see
the ways you wish you could be
oh so happy
and care free

The people that like you
don't understand the things you do
push away from love and lust
Looking down at their trust
They don't see that you're plagued in this world
Just a tiny little girl
You've got your own Hell to raise
Never needful to empty applause.. distant appraise

The girl you are
Covered in dust and tar
killed the things you loved
took care at the things you shoved
all because you had no choice
but to show your voice

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