Ingenting är visst tillräckligt. Vad ska man behöva göra för att duga? Jag undrar. Hade gärna velat veta, vad jag behöver för att vara tillräckligt bra för din smak! Så, please tell me. För vad jag än gör nu så är det inget av det som duger. Och jag känner mig vilsen.
Once upon a time it was a little girl. The little girl felt like she was all alone because the people treated her like she was. And she was scared of loneliness.
So one day, when it was raining the little girl was so scared that she run away into the woods. And when she finally stopped she didn't know where she was. And she didn't know where to go. Because it was all so dark in the woods. She just know she wasn't alone. But that doesn't scared her, because now she at least wasn't alone like she had felt before. So in some strange way she felt, happy and strong.