Wouldn't Be Bought

Pain and sorrow in her mind
Nothing's ever very kind
Misery overtook her soul
Now she dwells in a deep hole
Wanting to break through the walls
As she walks down the halls
Can't even hold her fear
She's afraid that they'll hear
Troubles left and right
She'll stand up and fight
Looking for a friend
Will the shouting ever end
Her feelings locked up inside
They can no longer hide
Crying inside day and night
She isn't a pretty sight
Violence is the only way
For those people to pay
Yet, her heart knows the pain
And people think she's insane
Thinking of things they once said
Terrible memories stay in her head
Afraid of what people thought
Her soul wouldn't be bought

*1994/1995*