She was young
And never saw the world
She's been hung up
Left out to dry
But still she picks herself up
And carries on
Even when the tears are falling
She continues on 
Moving through her lives. 

Because without the movement
Comes the failure
And with the failure comes the hatred
She's not just a girl
She's the current sweeping away the pain
The earth moving, unsettling 
A stab here
A chip of the heart there
She keeps on running
But ends up nowhere.