Once she was a ballet girl,
And skater boys were it,
She thought she knew society,
She thought it gave a shit.
But then she learned the world was hard,
That no one ever helped,
Swallowed by Collective Voice,
The louder that you yelped.
The sinners never paid their due,
The good did not succeed,
It was only in her ballet that-
She was ever truly freed.
Her days she spent without a life,
A part in a machine,
When what she really should have done,
Was be a reckless teen.
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