Crying herself to sleep, there she lies
No one there to hear her cries
No one to whom her soul ties
Left alone in her mind until she dies

A little girl who feels so used
An innocent child in which men abused
Leaving her in tears upon her knees confused
To be happy she soon refused

Paranoia and fear filled her mind
Her self conscious soon to unwind
Leaving all her sanity behind
As they watch the horror of her life rewind

A dagger in her hand
This is her last stand
Release is what she wished to demand
All just to die by her own hand