I hate looking myself in the mirror,
I hate knowing I have fear...

I sit here all alone,
holding in all I have to say...

There is a lot of violence,
As i sit and suffer in silence...

I wonder if you think of me
When night is drawing near...

Those Are The Words.
I love you...

She is lonely
Even though you can't tell...

As i watch you leave,
i couldn't help but think...

I was only twelve when it began
Late at night, when I was alone...

I must admit that I have often thought
of leaving it all behind and letting everything go...

Walk with me, the path of life,
to explore every bend of the road...

Who am I and who will I be?
I'm just a simple girl...

Your friendship and love,
And all the wonderful things...