Thoughts of suicide,
Buzzing around my head...

This feeling deep inside,
Is the happiest you see...

A thousand tears pass my eyes as I’m lying...
I want to be somewhere else, to sort out my head...

Walking down a winding road,
suddenly I stop and see...

I will sing to you my lullaby,
to help you get to sleep...

I miss you more than words can say,
I think of you each single day...

I am trapped,
inside a box...

I went out today and i met a man,
he said hi do you like my van...

I had this friend when i was eleven years old,
she would call in the sun or freezing cold...

I'm a little prisoner,
scarred by self doubt...

It all started when I was born,
brought into a family of hate...

Today I saw a young girl sat on her own,
I asked her to tell me why she was alone...