Begone ye screams of silence, harbingers of pain
Cloaked in isolation, you mock in harsh disdain...

Six feet under
her corpse lays...

How many more scars
Are going to come to my skin...

(to the tune of "My Bonnie")
I wonder why girls were invented...

Unhappy, Not good, Feel bad, Stupid, Not feel...

When will the day come
that I'm not all alone...

As I make my way to school each day
To see the girls who break my soul...

*Why do u do it ?
* Is this they way you choose to deal with all...

Crimson tears poured from her wrists
her body lifeless, her world a mist...

He decides what clothes I wear,
If it wee up to him I'd have no hair...

Right when I was born
the lord sent me an angel...

Sometimes angels aren't covered in light
Sometimes angels aren't always right...