I saw her sitting there today,

She glanced at me then looked away.

Her long dark hair hung over her face,

She looked like a desperate case.

Nobody could ever make her talk;

All she did was sulk and walk.

No one ever noticed her cry,

she'd cry, and cry, and wipe her eyes.

One day she came up to me

"I've got something to say, you see.

My name is Bella and I'm sorry I've been acting this way.

My father and my brother just died this very day."