There was a girl
who was always alone.
No one knew her name.
No one really cared.
She'd sit in the shadows,
alone,
alone,
and cry.
Cry for herself,
cry, hoping to get pity,
cry, because Mom and Dad were long gone,
cry, because she needed the consolation.
Wherever she went,
her face was shrouded
in darkness.
She couldn't be loved
because she was a loser
to everyone around her.
No one saw the
beauty that was buried
deep in her.
She was once a loser to them
and always would be a loser to them.
She was once their target
and always would be their target.
Things were not easy
for her,
being a loser and all.
She had no al