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

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

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

I have this little bottle
that's filled with lots of hurt...

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

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

Twas the night before Christmas
and all through my head...

I'm sitting in this chair
writing my last goodbye...

Little girl, sits in her room
plays with dolls and all her toys...

Grab my battered arm
make another slit...

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

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