The girl she was unhappy
Her life was nought but pain
Awakening that morning
Another day stretched out the same
A lonesome cup of coffee
No conversation then
This girl had not a single friend
Unless you counted nameless men
The only kind of love she had
But better that than none
She knew they didn’t feel the same
She was there for them to cum
And so she watched the years flit by
And too the fleeting chances
Didn’t notice all the invitations to life’s dances
The girl she soon grew older
Now a woman...