I was alone
Young in age
Filled with sadness
Filled with rage

Tried to speak out
But no one heard
Not a whisper
Not one single word

Got used to depression
A familiar friend
There always
Until the end

I didn't need anything, anyone
I did everything on my own
I got used to the cold
I got used to being alone

The girl with no future
The girl with no path
The girl angry with the world
Full of wrath

They starred and they whispered
But I didn't care
I'd cut my skin
I'd cut my hair

The girl who had nothing at all
The girl who suffered the fall