It's a job that I can do.People misunderstand me,I get called a freak.Well you could say that but if anyone said it to my face,lets just say they would be chained down and having worms drill into their body.

I wander the streets,the streets of NewYork that is.The goverment have never caught me,they forgot I exist.I live and do my job,I only have one scar,thats the emotional kind,I need to tell you who I am,it's the only way my legacy will be remembered in a good light:

I am

The girl in blue.