The girl who won’t say a word
The antisocial and introvert
That one who does nought but lurk.

Why is she with us?
Why is she here?
Let’s get rid of
The ill-acting girl.

But she, likewise, can smite like you,
She, too, can strike you and you,
She is not simple
She is not dumb
Watch out,
She might even
Cut you up, ****.

I’m so sorry, it was me
I hadn’t meant to do it.
I tried the goal but couldn’t.
The purpose, I went through it.
I want to strike them,
Wanted to smite
But my will simply just wouldn’t.

For who, then, will love
If not myself
Who will care
For more than himself
I’ll try and I’ll do it
I’ll break through and win it
I’ll care for the masses
That once left me smitten.