There was a girl, happy as can be
Until she started getting demons no one could see
They tortured her mind, day and night
Until she found a boy who showed her the light
He showed her she was as beautiful as can be
Until one day her herself began to see
She was determined to be happy all for him
She knew it would be hard but she dared to dream
One day she did it, she was happy and smiled
His number was the first thing she diled
He taught her that it's the good things she should see
I hope you realise this poem is about you and me.