Mistaken
Mistaken, forgotten and longing to feel loved
Is how a sixteen year old girl felt when in high school
They knew little about her, since she spoke little of her past
All they knew was that she had transferred
From some school near St. Andrews
-Why is she here? - Where did she come from anyways?-
They all gave her faces and started assuming
They made up rumours,
All of them untrue
But knowing some students, they really didn't care,
They just wanted 'the juice' on her appearance
Why she dyed her hair?
And where she got those hideous clothes from?
No one really stopped to figure out
Until, one day,
She just disappeared,
Some said she went away, some said she was dead
How did her story really unfold?
No one's ever really known
She's just a story, just a myth
A horror story,
Filled of secrets.