Blood under her fingernails
What has she done
The deepening sadness
Has ruined her fun
Too long has she drifted
Through twilight unseen
Pondering, wondering
What does this life mean
All taken way
And none given back
This thing she called life
Did one thing lack
A caring, a longing
A someone who's there
A certain somebody
To show warmth and care
But too late!
It's midnight
The clock does take hold
On this Cinderella
And what was once gold
To nowhere and nothing
This nobody flees
I hope this nobody
Will stop to find me