Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl It feeds on loneliness and creates a void Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture A teenager is stricken and destroyed
There is no sound of laughter or happiness here The little one has thrown in the towel today Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul It is futile to hope and dream and pray
Emptiness builds a home in this woman In this girl, this child where hollows have bred A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes And eats away at every connecting thread
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her, Leaving nothing considered worthy remains Destined to walk through life less ordinary Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
