She has this disorder
It's called B.D.D...

We were both 18
That's when he kidnapped my heart...

As I lie awake I ponder
Why can't I fall asleep...

Men and women battered and bruised cry out for...
Nothing comes out but a hopeless yelp...

This girl has no love for herself inside
Her mirror image haunts her every night...

She cries out for help but no one cares to listen
Her eyes used to sparkle, now they'll never...

She was born in the winter of 1958
Sweet luminous smile, big blue eyes...

Grandma and Grandpa grew together
Their love, as soft as a feather...

I have walked down a bundle of broken paths
Life's obstacles are hard, never-ending conquers...

She comes home battered and bruised
She's down and out confused...

Eyes can come in various colors
Blue, Green , Hazel, Brown...

The world outside sometimes scares me
Sometimes I get the sense...