It was filled with happiness
Until places start to change
The nightmare started then
People began to blame her
The joy began to decline
Poor little girl, have nowhere to run
Stay caged with no way to reach free
You are on their watch, without seconds
Slowly your light start to fade
What will you do o little girl?
There is no more light
People will not assist you
You are all alone in that black, black world
There is definitely no way out
People question her about the dark world
They didn’t know she need their arms to survive
That question, woke her, people want her gone.
She congratulated them for making her a lifeless soul
Then regret, for placing her heart out for them
Help… her heart begged
But no one listen, especially in the dark
This is life o little girl,
Your survival is often in your own hand
