THAT LONELY GIRL

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The days are long and nights awful
Staring at bare walls all day full
Locked up in a room is a girl with dreams
What misery of she ; her life has been !
Her heart just skips with every tear she drops
Making all her smiles fade and then all hopes stop
What a lonely little girl she has turned
Where are her laughs? Her smiles are gone .

Alone in the cruel world ; no one's by her side
There were days when she jumped with pride
Reminiscing all the memories she made
Now all she sees is everything getting fade
Where is the old her ? Everyday she seeks
Realizes she's a living corpse searching for peace
She only craves for friendship and love
Remembers what lives she has lost all above

Asks herself where did she go wrong
Everyone left her when she was long gone
Now she is the one that is  longing for love
When there were days when she was for everyone above
Then she sees her nerves trembling with fear
What a pity ! Oh love ! Her end is near .

   

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