She sits over there with her long skirt and her long sleeve shirt, She just wants to blurt out to everyone how bad she's been hurt. But all she sees is the multiple sneers, and all her fears reappear, So do all of her tears.

She really feels like nobody's there and nobody cares.

She falls into the state where all she sees is hate and her tainted fate.
She sits and cries, she wants to say bye, so she can fly, away.

She sees not a smile, and she is tires of waiting a while, and walking a mile to see one small smile.

She feels frozen as her life is about to be stolen. With each feeble yelp, the needle digs in further and she yells for help.

She fell for the bait, and now its to late, she has chosen her fate.

There she lay in that way until this day, in the state of her tainted fate.