streets are crocked and bent
trees died long before
only one house remains
only one soul remains
she is stuck in this world
not living
not dead
she wonders countless streets
hoping for the answer
why was she stuck inbetween two worlds?
why was she left alone?
she asks these questions always knowing the answers
she was cruel and bitter
no one wanted to be close
so when she died
no one knew
no one cared