she walks away from the crowd;
never looking back,
for the whole world to see her crying loud;
a life is what they lack.
They don't know what runs through her head;
each ad every day,
they laugh adn poke fun making her wish she were dead;
when they have nothing left to say.
She walks away head drooping low;
her heart and soul have been crushed,
with nothig left to show;
she walks her slowest away from there without any rush. |