A girl once felt whole,

With a pure white soul.

Then she took a stroll,

Into a door called life.

She quickly got into a strife,

And was handed a knife.

This girl no longer sleeps in bed,

For she is afraid of what's inside her head.

Her body has consumed the cuts from which her innocence has bled.

Leaving her with an empty heart,

That's destined to fall apart.

Since there is no way to restart.

The girl you once saw,

Without a single flaw.

Has now faced the might claw.

Trembling with anxiety,

Being compared with little variety,

This girl now knows the cruelty of society.