Somewhere alone,
she cries her hurt aloud.
Can you hear the screaming
                        of the girl of bones?
Her beauty is wasted--
hunger pains are her only comfort--
With only her bones
      and beating heart
Slowly,
      Slowly,
            Slowly
Wasting away
                       away
                             away...
She waits for someone
      to tell her
how beautiful
                        her eyes are.