A girl shrouded in darkness without a single friend
Will be shown no mercy, not even until the end.
So fragile she could float up to the sky
Watching her “would be friends” carelessly pass by.

This is her fate she so unwillingly took on
To spread her wings like a majestic swan.
Both her wings, when opened, are beautiful and sheer
While her crystal blue eyes can’t shed a single tear

Only one can help another during such a time
Since this world resembles a terrible steep climb.
If not the mist will sweep her dreams away
If her sickness continues to delay.

Soft and sweet her laughter brings
But is fatefully controlled by strands of thinly cut strings.
Save her in this time of need
You won’t be doing just her a good deed.