Not like you or everyone else.
If she has soul,
It's mortally dangered beyond repair.
She can't escape the inner block of doom and despair.
She can't live another day knowing her life is a sham.
She knows she's already ruined beyond repair.
For she has no soul.
She only relives her pain when she thinks,
Hate and neglect fill her heart,
For she has no soul.
She sinned beyond repair.
The hate blinds her.
She's ruined beyond hope.
Why try to fix the inevitable?
She doesn't care anyway,
For she has no soul.
And she has no one to tell her she's wrong....
Barbie Marsh