Lost

She's sad

But truly doesn't know why

So sad 

All she ever does is cry

She lies in bed at night 

Wondering about life

If she will ever see bright

Or if she will just continue to die

She's afraid to live 

Because of what other may think 

But afraid to die

Beacause she doesn't know what to think 

So she sits in her room every day 

Creating her own fantasies 

Of everything her life could be someday 

If she could stop hating what everybody sees