Poor little girl...
So lost,
So alone,
She can't turn back,
She can't go home.
Her heart's so broke,
She can't control her fears,
She cries in a corner,
Seeing nothing through the frozen tears.
She calls for help,
But no one's there,
She reaches out for you,
But you don't care.
You kick her when she's down,
You laugh at her as she crumbles to the ground.
You shake your head in disgrace,
As the frozen tears run down her face.
What kind of friend are you,
To let her slowly die?
You watch her as she suffers,
You ignore her helpless cry.
Soon she will be gone,
Stolen by the angel of death,
And you will be there smiling,
As she draws her last breathe.
Poor little girl...
So lost,
So alone,
She can't go back,
She's on her own.