• She sits alone, she has no friends
    Her pain and suffering, she hopes it ends.
    People are nice to her, they say they're her friend
    All the gossip about her will never end.
    They say mean things about her behind her back,
    Beauty and smartness they say she lacked.
    Only one was nice to her
    It had been so long, she was just a blur.
    She had died a long time ago, they were both just children
    She had a little bird, she named it "Ren"
    That time had long since past,
    The Girl wishes that it had last.
    But now she's older, she has nothing more to do but move along,
    Nothing will cheer her up, not even her favorite song
    She sits and hopes it will all end
    She sits alone, with not one friend.