The Hit Girl

She wont be seen today cos

She was let down by those near

They thrived upon blood and fear

How hard to hold back a tear

She wont be seen today cos

She was made to be a fool

The taunts the threats were so cruel

She cant take more ridicule

And now shes gone

Gone where noone can hurt her

And now shes free

She can smile for the first time

She wont be seen today cos

The fill all her life with dread

Pulls back the plaster its read

Comes home and goes to her bed

She wont be seen today cos

Shes now seen her best friend cry

How much longer can she lie

Before one of them will die

This is not my idea of a good existence

Get your hands off me