I remember a girl and who she used to be.
What has ever happened to that sweet innocent girl.
At this time she would be at the pool everyday,
Or caughting light bugs.
Now all she does is listen to music,
Alone in a dark room.
Where is that happy little girl.
Well that little girl got all her dreams crush,
Her heart smashed,
And everyone just left.
What else is she supposed to do.
She turned to pills to let her sleep,
Cigarette to calm the nerves,
And drugs to take away the pain.
She hates herself now.
And all she has left is a broken heart.
