When did you die if you never really lived.
Who knew that one day this little girl would grow up to be alone .

No white picket fences with family for her .
No comfortable home she could call her own .
Who knew?
Even her job choice has led her astray
As alone she does spend much of her days
Who knew ?
Sad , sad , sad , sad , sad
No one knew then
and no one knows nows !
Ruined by life as it swept her aside
Her scars they are many
I wouldn’t lie …
scars on the outside
Deep scars within
Picture her ruined
By love never shared
Picture her lonely
From those who didn’t care
Who knew ?
By Meredith J weir
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