There goes the poor girl again sitting against the wall.
Headphones blaring,wondering why strangers keep staring.
Dressed in black, watching the night fall and suffering
while some people  seem to have to have it all.
She has cuts all along her arm, wondering why people always
ask what's wrong.
With a camo hat that has an anti war pin on the front,she
dares to ask  why there is never any peace.
With holes in her jeans, thinking of the reasons why she
herself never feels whole.
In black Converse, wondering why people have no souls.
Wearing black, chipped finger nail polish, still hoping
while people abuise her.
Wearing black bracelets, praying people will no longer take
advantage of her.
Wearing star earings, trying to pretend people arent so
cruel.
Wearing a tatoo on her ankle, wondering when her Dad will
finally come back.
Wearing a black tank top while she's freezing to death,
wondering why she has to keep it all inside.
Wearing heavy chains and jewlery,believeing no one will even
listen to her.
Wearing dark eyeliner, streaming down her face, she realizes
how the world is filled with so much hate.
Here she is wondering, If she'll ever break away.