When you have a
broken heart what...

This feeling that i have
comes from deep inside...

Don't cry little girl
i still love you...

I am so sorry i was born
for it was not my choice...

Looking in the mirror
do my eyes deceive me...

I'm sorry that i hurt you
and put you through pain...

Can you hear my cries?
can you see behind my...

When she looks into the mirror
she sees this sad ugly face...

Lay there motionless
on the floor, so much...

I know this broken girl
her heart is very bare...

A reflection of imperfectness
consumed in horrid fat...

Looking at her, you don't know
Because she's not so thin...