"She was like a candle in a closed glass jar. Beautiful to the world outside, but dying silently inside."

See that little flame there?

Flashing, flickering.

See that little flame there?

Uselessly struggling.

It once wanted to explore the world

So mysterious, inviting

But then it came to the realization

The pretty cover but an illusion

'Cause life is not a fairytale

'Cause life can be a living hell

Did you think life let it go that easily, pray tell?

Did you think life would offer mercy?

'Cause life is not a fantasy

'Cause life is more treacherous than that

It underestimated life's craftiness

But too late, into the devil's snare it treaded.

See that little flame there?

Slowly, gradually, dying.

See that little flame there?

A last, precious breath it's taking.