Natalie, a quiet girl
But lond with her friends
Quiet about what makes her hurl
Lond about the unimportant ends
Things that make her hurl
She will never speak
Because they will make her sound crazy
The thoughts that will never be revealed
Here's a hint
Something from her past
Hurts her everyday
But might always last
So just leave her to her mind because she doesn't even know
About what lurks in the deep pit
Of the thoughts that will never be revealed
