She leans forward, her hair falls in her face.
Much concentration, everything she does is with grace.
The book she has, captivates her eyes.
The only thing she has, that tells no lies.

She can't help it, tears seem to fall.
She thinks no one cares, no one at all.
She looks all around, but there's not one soul.
No one is there, when the bell starts to toll.

She slams the book down, so much pain she feels.
She grabs for her heart, her head still reels.
Screaming her throat out, of her lungs it seems.
She starts to remember her tattered broken dreams.

She stumbles and falls, to the ground she goes.
She pulls her knees to her chest, as this feeling grows.
Her voice gone hoarse, she whispers one final plea.
Everything goes dark as she says ***** me........