• Pass each day by crowds of people
    those of beauty who love each other
    never to take silent note of her
    or the disease that drowns her soul.

    Pass each day by the mirror
    to see the empty sadness linger
    in reflection staring back at her
    to see depression living there.

    Pass each day through trials of life
    carrying her burden and her strife
    a wish that they will some day see
    the girl that never was to be.