Does anyone ever feel, that the other girls
On the shelf who slip away before you
Are the lucky ones? Someone to hold onto
In the bumpy sea of life?
Yes, me too.
But what should I do, she left on the shelf,
Blaming myself, as there’s no chance that it’s you?
Alone for now, alone forever, but
My sole purpose, my motto in this life?
I shall endeavour.