When you see her,
What do you see?
A broken little girl,
Unloved and alone?

She sits in her room,
Not another living soul,
Reading the hate comments,
Unloved and alone.

Apparently she's loved,
And many care,
But the haters still creep up,
Unloved and alone.

The hate, the cruelty,
Why can't someone see?
The little girl behind the screen,
Unloved and alone.

Feelings rage through the mind,
Thoughts of leaving the world of hate
The girl who's been betrayed
Sitting lost, alone, afraid.

The girl grew up,
Too quickly I may add.
The hate and depression,
Added to that.

That little girl?
What happened to her?
That little girl is me.
Unloved and alone.