where did she go?
you’re just a shell of her
you think you can deceive me
but I can differ
she was her father’s princess
apple of her mother’s eye
you’re a neglected one with her tears dry
left alone just too numb to even cry
where did she go?
whose laughter would brighten the day
gone is that smile
and everything feels grey
what was the crime of the little you
you murdered her, what has become of you