Where is that girl You tell her “What are you wearing?” You knock her down Like a tree in a storm Bang! She fights back She fights back She doesn’t care Like a ballon in the sky She will rise But what if she doesn’t What if you knocked her down For the last time Maybe she won’t rise What if she sinks Into the mud Blending in Just like everyone else Where is that girl With the mismatched clothes You crushed her You took her soul
This is kind of a true story about me, and when I was younger.
