This broken girl before your eyes
Sits at home and silently cries...

I long for the touch of the razor against my skin
Slowly digging in...

*I know it's kind of long but please read...
I just sit and wait for your call...

You lay passed out on the floor
From all of the alcohol you have consumed...

The truth finally comes out
But somehow the truth hurts more than the lie...

All of my feelings trapped in a box
Trapped in a box of pain and fear...

Sitting on her window sill
Reflecting on years past...

I sit here and stare at my mother drunk on the...
Deciding I simply can't take it anymore...

As I stare at the shattered image staring back at...
Thinking I just can't take it anymore...

I look into the mirror
And all I see...

How could one guy
Hurt one girl...

Dear Diary,
Today is the day...