• That girl
    Separate from the crowd
    Sits in the corner
    With her pretty head down
    That girl
    Scared of her voice
    Squeezes her lips shut
    As if she has no choice
    That girl
    Wants to yell out
    But she bottles it up
    Never lets her emotions out
    That girl
    Really needs a friend
    But she's too scared to branch out
    So she sits there and wonders if
    Someone will ever mend
    Her broken heart
    This girl
    Lays face down on the ground
    Defeated by others
    But doesn't utter a sound
    This girl
    Wants to go home
    But since everyone's busy
    She stays there alone