Sitting in my room,
With a needle in my hand,
Awaiting on my doom.
I'm just a loner,
Every-ones so mean,
I have no friends,
I'm not even seen,
I'm just a zombie,
Who walks around in a daze,
My mum thinks I'm a rebel,
My dad says it's just a phase.
I'm just a freak,
Who doesn't understand alot,
It was my birthday yesterday,
And even my parents forgot
I'm just a girl,
With a needle in my arm,
As my body starts to numb,
I'm suprised I'm this quiet,
This calm.