The girl was locked
Locked in a gray world
A world where good and evil didn't exist
The girl was lost
Lost in a world of ink and pages
Lost in a world of stories
Stories that leave marks on her
Marks that people can't see
Marks that cover her scars
Scars that were covered by ink
Ink and tears
Tears so clear they were crystal
Tears others could not see
She left pages in her wake
And those pages bloomed into stories
Stories that girls can read about me
Read how the world is cruel
But strong girls can't be made without a cruel world
And a cruel world can't live without strong girls
I am the lost girl
The girl wandering in a world of pages
I wander
Wondering what would happen if I showed myself
I can't though
So I write stories
Stories of people
People I wish I could be
That's the way it is
The world
Never fully excepting you
There's a girl
A girl who's lost
Lost in a gray world
A world without good and evil
That girl is me
And she leaves stories in her wake
She leaves stories for girls to read
About our cruel world
I will continue to be lost
For how long
I don't know
Maybe I'll never be free
A girl locked in a gray world
Full of pages