That lonely girl
That sits in the back
of the room
There is no surprise that she's feeling gloom

She's insecure
And has been for many years
She just doesn't understand
Why she had wasted so many tears

The girl is so dumb
She should at least except it
This is always going to happen
And no one is going to accept

It seems as if she doesn't have a care
But it isn't her fault
She's been pushed and spit on
That gloomy girls heart to spare

She is
Weak
Fragile
Misunderstood
And worst of all ALONE

She just wants someone
To ask the question
That no one dares to ask
Do you need a friend ?

No one asked her
So she erased those thoughts of joy
Because her life and heart is nothing but a toy .