Little Mary sits in the corner
Clad in her perfect, polka dotted dress
But no one bothered to warn her
Now little Mary is a mess
Her perfect curls now twisted and tangled
Her little red bow is tossed aside
Her delicate form now torn and mangled
She had no where to run, no place to hide
Over and over voices in her head
Scream that it's all her fault, that she's to blame
"You had this coming you stupid girl!"
Oh how she wished she were dead
Why did she smile, why did she trust?
What did she do deserve this?
The hands of the sinner had invaded her holy temple
Her walls cracking and shattering with every violent thrust
Again, again, and again she continued to be violated
Cruel hands touched her in horrible ways
She closed her tearful eyes and continued to wonder why, why, why?
How had she become so broken, so humiliated?
She used to be happy and had a smile as bright as the sun
She used to laugh and bring music into the air
But now all that sweetness had turned to rotten meat
All the happiness, all the innocence was dead and gone
Time passed with only withering flowers as evidence
Pure fear had turned to pure hate
Her heart not only broken but now filled with poison
Rather than end herself, she decided to end this malevolence
She may look the same but be not mistaken
No longer little, the girl with the revenge hungry heart
Now a force to be reckoned with
She will not be forsaken
You better watch out
She won't forgive you for this
Now that she's cried, she's going to shout
Now shut up and suffer the wrath of Mary's kiss