The light was always dark
The soul always gone
Her heart, empty
And the weaklings frowned upon

The one girl there,
She was quiet yet odd
For she suffered through hell
And was called the sin of God

I could see the pain in her eyes,
I have to admit it terrified me,
But I learned later on in the year that I was just another happy kid she envied

I wish I had a chance to talk to her
I really did
But now I never can
All because of the cruelty of kids