In this house
Of lies and false dreams
Nothing is ever
As it seems
To her
Happiness she has never felt
But had only seen on tv
Her live of being fake
Full of missory
Caused her to make
A T on her arm
T for torture
She felt all life long
Mix of blood and water
In the procline sink
Wonder what her folks will think
Goodbye today
Hello tomorrow
Where she will no longer
Feel the sorrow.