Little Girl, why are you sad?

Little Girl, why are you sad?
You've got everything I want to have.
The looks, the style, the songs, the fame,
Even the creeping Gothic name.

Little Girl, why are you sad?
You smash the mirrors and make them sad.
Your hand bleeds and you slump on the floor,
Hitting your head on the white-washed door.

Little Girl, why are you sad?
You hate yourself,make yourself mad.
You pull your hair and scratch your skin,
Clawing out the monsters kept within.

Little Girl, why are you sad?
This should be the best time you've ever had.
Singing, touring with your band,
Making videos, dancing on the sand.

Little Girl, why are you sad?
Is your life so truely bad?
You say that no-one loves you, you might just die,
Watch the sunset as you cry.

Little Girl, why are you sad?
Is this life another fad?
You are Fallen, going under,
Eyes so dark, lips like thunder.