Im a scared little girl in a cold world
With no one to turn to but the walls.
No one understands me
But these silent halls.
No one gives me credit
For anything I do at all.
No one gives the slightest damn
When I begin to fall.
The light of truth shines brighter than the lie;
It scorches and burns until you die.
So I spread my wings in attempt to fly;
So many things stop those who try.
These walls are cold, grey and dull.
The secrets they hold they shall never tell.
They are old; they know me well.
My soul I sold; Im going to hell.
But who really cares?
Hells just a place
More important now are the tears on my face.
Im alone and scared
Cant you see?
Maybe if someone cared I could be free.
But no one notices my fear, so this is my all.
No wonder, my dear, I pray to the walls