A young girl is happy
Her life perfectly centered
She eats what she pleases
Her best friends understands her

The girl has been shattered
A family torn apart
She hopes and she prays
For her life to restart

The girl is now lost
Isolated in sorrow
She aimlessly wanders
Through today and tomorrow

The girl picks her poison
Makes a pact with her twin
"Who'll be the skinniest?"
She declares she will win

The girl is a shadow
Now determined to leave
Zero, in tennis, is love
What better goal to seek?

The girl is now breaking
Her soul made of glass
She is constantly haunted
By ghosts from her past

The girl has just died
Her mind abnormally scarred
Died from the slits on the wrists
And from puking too hard