Lonely

All alone, Tears run down her face...
And all you see is her broken Faith.
No ones there by her side.
All Alone she runs to hide
A Razor she holds by her side, steals her pain wiht just a sigh.
All alone she crys.
And she dies a little inside
wishing you were there to dry her eyes.
She slowly dies in a puddle of her on lonely tears.

-Brittane` M i c h e l l e