• She walks through the halls her head held high,no one can her she just slips on by.
    She is the lost soul bound to this place,who is she you ask,well its me.

    Life is hell and death is the dream she fights so hard she wants to scream.
    Whats the point when you're never heard? no cares when your like me.
    I want so bad to be free to run away and not come back, i know i wont be missed.
    What if i stay what shall i do? i have no love here, i have no friends, I live this life that has no end. So maybe I'll run maybe I'll hide.
    Maybe the next life will be a surprise.
    Not filled with so many lies and all this emptiness.
    Well i guess its good-bye don't pretend to care.