A lonely little girl sits on the floor back to the door waiting for her parents to come home. It has been three months since she last arrived at the orphanage, she feels love deprived. The other kids make fun of her, she knows she doesn't belong here. All she wants is to be wanted by someone somewhere.
Years pass on and she's finally seventeen still at the same home but living in between reality and her imaginary world. That hole in her chest grew larger every year but now she has someone to hold dear. She's not alone anymore. Oh, he's as sweet as can be and she's thinking, "He is the perfect one for me!" All she has ever wanted was to be wanted.
He's broken her heart, tore her world apart. Pulled her back into reality. She became so lonely. Upon turning eighteen she had to leave but she had nowhere to go. It was a harsh winter and the snowy ground became her grave. The world told her she wasn't wanted so she gave up and left.