I walk past these familiar roads
Streets of experience
Routes of life
All I see is Jenna Leigh
In my mind, in my eyes
I see her crying
Sobbing in confusion
What's the matter, Jenna Leigh?
She says no one understands
That she is only temporarily lost
I know there is more
More to her than what meets the eye
For she has been robbed of her innocence
By the ones she loves
By the ones she hates
Yet she sits still by the windowsill
With pastel ribbons in her French braids
Looking ever so pure
But her heart has been tainted
Her values have been lost
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