Pages of silence,
Not so long ago,
There was a little girl,
A bit different then the rest,
Wearing
only black,
Singing whenever she liked,
Playing with imaginary
things,
She was the outcast,
People passed her by,
But
never said a word to the strange little girl,
She
noticed but never understood,
Didn't know why she was so
differed,
And as the people kept silent,
She stopped speaking,
Words turned into memories,
But
her thoughts she wrote down,
Into a book,
This way she stayed
herself,
And never forget,
And never forgive,
The people who
ignored her and stole her voice,
That made her feel so fragile,
Until she died,
Her face fade away,
No picture was on her
grave,
Because no-one knew her,
Slowly she faded away,
But
her book remained,
And so a curse was lifted,
A grudge of a
little girl who was to different to scream,
Her pages where
turned,
A story appeared time after time,
About a girl,
that
lived in silence
And creating silence,
Forever,
As you're
last breath fades away.