Here she is, a lonely little girl.
Living a life,
Where no one believes in her.
She walks these streets,
and paces everyday.
Wondering when people would just leave her alone,
and get out of her way.
She didn't do nothing wrong, she stood here and tried.
But people don't care,
They just make fun of her and think shes nothing but lies.
Bullies are like dogs; they rip and tare.
Preppy girls are like cats; they only worry about themselves and what they wear.
So here she stands,
the little girl she is,
Just trying to get through life,
but she knows if she was gone,
she wouldn't be missed.
So she sits there and holds that fake smile to her face.
She just wants people to understand and believe in her,
but that will never happen so she stays alone and still tries to live this crazy world.