She was always the queit girl
You would never know she was there...

There's so many things I want to say to you
Paint you a picture with theses words...

The red drops flow so smoothly
Against my porcelain skin...

A pure little girl stares
Out her window at the sky...

I sit here, holding my heart in my hands
Each minute slowly crawls...

It's so easy, in so many ways
To always put yourself down...

I'm sicking of crying every night
You only seem to want to fight...

Standing outside under the deep indigo sky
It's raining...

A lonely girl hides in the dark
but only I can hear her cry...

I try to find the good in things
But it's harder than it seems...

"I promise I will never make you cry"
Were the only words you used to speak...

In your eyes, I see all the sadness in the world
In your voice, I hear the whole world's hate...