this little girl in the alley she’s
getting bored
her friends used to
call her Wink they’re all on drugs so
she does the same
these days it seems she can’t
control herself she
tells me lies saying
“i’m okay with that…”
with this eclipse inside her to
get warmer she dance
with death and beg me to
go away everytime she’s
going more delirious inside the
garbage down the alley
this little girl she’s
getting bored she
died yesterday with her 15 years old with
a smile on her face and
her friends they keep on
playing with their lifes
higher and higher until they
can’t get more
i can hear them
late at night waiting for
something to
shut their eyes