Look at the eyes,
Look in the eyes of this child...

Waking up is hard,
As the whole day lies ahead...

I like you this way,
This way please will you stay...

Deep within your eyes,
I see the pain that go through...

I stand here with tool in hand,
I think of a more pleasant land...

The movement of your body,
The movement of your face...

Release me from my dreams!
Break my chains...

Her nails are crooked, and short.
Her shoes are tapping on the floor...

Let me fade away,
There's nothing left to say...

I feel sick to my stomach,
I feel so nervous, so weak...

The penultimate curtain,
Now drawing in...

I've been bullied, and hurt,
Been treated worse than dirt...