My nails are coloured black.
My hair covers my eyes...

In this book, called my journal,
I once had on each page...

Have you ever been,
looked right through...

I can see that girl sitting under the blossom...
Yes,but did you notice who she is...

I had so many that helped me,
put down my sharpened blade...

If I could paint,
I'd paint your face...

For as long as I can remember,
I've had my mirror by my side...

Child:Jesus, are you there?
I need to talk to you...

Sometimes,I wish,you would hate me.
So when you left,I wouldn't cry...

This was the night where the sands have blown,
where the trees have whispered their love song...

There's a mask that I put on,
at school, for my friends...

Once upon a time,
in the land of misfit toys...