A girl called by the name of her hair

Not her original

Giving her a title she despises

No one knows about her life back at home

All they know is she prefers to be alone

And yet, she be out there looking for a friend

The ones in the shadows that are left for dead

Or maybe she’s the one being left at the end

But it’s cool cause she’s got herself to keep her sane

Instead of returning to the house of horrors

She traps herself inside an abandoned burrow

She wants to let people in but no one is interested

She wants, no, she needs someone to set her free

So she counts down the days up on the wall

Marking everytime the sun chose to fall

Asleep she tries to catch some Z’s

But she can’t help to feel the gaze of venomous eyes

A man approaching her

He looks mysterious

But he seems like a nice guy

Someone who said he adored

For someone so lonely

She couldn’t say no

So the man walked in

And asked to be buddies

She smiled wide and so did he

Yet his smile was wack

A little pointy and sinister

His eyes beginning to beam

In an instance, she realized what she had agreed

To trying to run, but becoming his snack

Now when she shows her face

The crowd seems to be fazed

But she don’t care

She puts out the sign beware

The scars that come across

Have made her lost

From this day on

She wears that red hood top

With logos to show

Not where to go

And not to mess with her flow

Or else the wolf will come blow