No matter what I do,
I am just a little girl
Standing alone in a pink party dress
Watching ashes fall through blackened trees
And even if I run as fast as I can, I cannot catch them all
Before their chaotic tumble burns acid scars into the ground
I sprint as fast as I can but soon I am swallowed whole
All except for one white high-heeled shoe
Time and the ashes will mold it to the fitting of this bloodstained world
A forgotten funeral monument
For a girl who had failed to be a bright enough light

I know what you told me
But it was a lie

I will never, never be enough