Mary sits

at the end of her world

with no-one

to relate .

  Born in a world

where dreams go astray,

and the masses

feed on hate.

   All around her

storms are brewing,

everyone is going mad.

   Love after love

uses her heart,

she knows

that she's been had.

   Someone needs

to tell her,

for true love

one must wait.
 
   Someone needs

to show her,

true love

is never late.

   From a silver spoon

sweet dreams

do pour out death.

   Demanding from

her heart and soul

her spirit's final breathe.

   She is living

in a fantasy

clothed in snow white.

   Feeling nothing

is wrong

all in the world

is right.

   Once she entered

the realm of night

she thought

she found the cure.

   All she really found

was the passage

to death's door.

  Nobody told her

demons deceive with light,

nobody told her

the truth

about the night.

   Mary sweet Mary

now living a lie.

Mary sweet Mary

just yearning to die.

   Sitting alone

in an empty dark room,

No one to comfort her

as her nightmares ring slow doom.

   On the edge of sanity

she stares into empty space,

chaos dancing in her head

fear upon her face

   Nobody told her

powdered dreams are evil lies,

nobody told her ecstasy

wears a cheap disguise.

  Someone needs to tell her

for her true love does wait,

someone needs to tell her

for her it is not too late.

   Mary sweet Mary

took her life tonight,

Mary sweet Mary

never saw the light.

   Susan sits

at the end of her world,

with no one to relate.

Is there anyone out there

to love her,

and tell her

for her it's

not too late?