Sweet little church girl in her little dress

 So sweet and innocence with perfection coming in everyway

With no signs of distress

Wondering her way through town

With smirks and laughter all around

Darkness begin to fall as she fumbles and looses her crown.

Years flys buy she as she begins to grow

From feet to toes

Urging her parents to let her go out into the world

But they refuse so she enclose herself and spoke no more.