she sits by a window in a darkened room,all by herself,she wants to be alone,it dont matter life will end soon,she cuts herself just to have something to do,she takes hits off a joint,to get a lil' high,she dropped out of school,and now she wants to fade and die,

she sits and dreams of what could be she never gets up to make it reality,she just watches her hopes as they go by,she could never be happy with this kind of life,

she talks to god,he's her one real friend,she just wants her life to be good again,she dont know what to do,she feels like shes already dead,

maybe one day she'll be happy enough to say,"i dreamed of this life so i made it reality."

then suddenly with that thought,she looked out the window and put out the joint,she walked outside into the bright sunlight,she new one thing for sure...she was going to be alright...