Placid faces are passing her by
And they're all leading idle lives
She sat and stared with things on her mind
The walls gaping back at sheltered eyes
There exists distorted point of views
Ideals and lies are going to claim our youth
She longs for something with value
But isolates herself in solitude
Seven years and she's left her home
There's no direction, no place to go
More than ever, she feels alone
She has no heart and she has no soul