Anonymous
Frowning silently in the corner
Waiting for the world to blow over
It’s a cruel and painful world
Full of such menace and hate
Walking on thin ice
Slip but a little and she’ll fall to her fate
Forced smiles are common
Like the lies that escape her lips
Bluffing is her game
Twisting a thick bed of thoughtful tales
That we will gullibly believe
While she lays and she cries
Slowly she dies
She wants to be strong
But she’s going about it all wrong
Flying with clipped wings
Dangerously close to the edge of insanity
If only one could see
How wonderful it used to be
Instead of falling under hypnosis
Shamelessly believing every black word
It’s all going to hell, and we aimlessly follow her.