The sun sets upon the life of a young girl
Taking away her hope, her soul, erasing the truth
She turns to the nothingness in front and no ones there to help her face it
She is alone, wandering the bloodied boulevards, watching her dreams fall apart
She has her doll, a small little piece of cloth and wool
With one eye and a torn arm
It's her last hope to stay sane
To not cry, to not break away
Her heart was ripped more than once
To nothing but shreds, of anguishing cries of laughter
Of who she once was
Who was she now…what has changed
Had they really left her, and moved away
Moved on with their life, completely forgot
Who was with them to begin with
Who was with them through it all
They continued their lives
Following the yellow brick road
While she hung in the shadows
Of the pain drenched alleys
Maybe one day, the light will shine through to her soul again
Help her find a way from the cold and bloody streets
And maybe one day, the sun will rise upon her life again
With new friends, true friends, and maybe even…best friends
What was left behind cannot be forgotten,
the truth behind the laughter
The pain of bleeding a smile
The truth is bitter, yet it's what keeps us motivated
To keep the sappy illusion of love, faith, and happiness going
She stands at crossroad, each path leading to something even worse than the other
There is one thing for sure in the path of life, whatever it may be
Don't look back, don't think about the past
You chose the road..there's no going back
