• Poor little girl
    running away from life
    away from its evil
    torture and strife

    Poor little girl
    you’ve been beaten and bruised
    and they all watched
    and seemed amused

    You run to the cliff
    with the lake down below
    and felt the wind
    blow to and fro

    You reached the tip
    and gazed beyond
    breaking away
    from the chains that bond

    Poor little girl
    your broken inside
    from all that have hurt you
    from all that have lied

    You think one last time
    before letting go
    no one is around
    but soon they will know

    You felt a tear drop
    and from the cliff you sprung
    poor little girl
    you were so young