"MisRead"

She craves for attention, But she never recieves it.

Shes beat in her home, But no one believes it.

She doesnt know what love is, Shes never felt it.

Shes crys herself to sleep, Falling droplets.

Shes into drugs now, A box of her stash.

Shes an alocholic now, She has older "Friends."

Shes no longer pure, It has been takin.

She wont go to school because shes ill, Always Faking.

Shes all on her own, In this cold world.