She was in the background,
A sweet little girl,
But society changed her,
All for the worse,
Her clothes got provocative,
Her words became knives,
The crowd she now knows fills other with lies,
Making them feel worthless and broken,
This is the life she has chosen,
She looks in the mirror at the end of the day,
Wipes off her make-up and refuses to say,
That she is problem in society today,
Our generation is so fucked up,
That when people do something they don't even own up,
You don't have to change who you once were,
Especially if it's all for the worst...
