She's tired of all games and jokes.
They do nothing but cause her pain.
Yet she goes through them.
For she is the girl who thinks this is all that boys are.
Jerks, cheaters and killers.
Those guys that actually care.
Are nothing but a fairytale to her.
Weeping and beaten'
Thinking that's the best it can get.
Bruises paint her face
as well as her body.
Yet she stay's through all the torment.
Will no one tell her this isn't so?
That there's more to life then begin owned by cruel boys
All you have to do is reach out to her.
Is that so hard?
You could safe her life.
Yet you hold back.
Watching the life drain for her innoncent face.
The girl who didn't know any life other than the one she had.
Now lays in her grave
Cold and motionless.
Never to rise again.