She swallows her 44th pill,
hoping that should be enough to kill...

R.I.P for a girl no one really knew,
she asked herself what to do...

The things you said scarred me for life,
as well as the cuts i made with the knife...

Screaming for the pain,
a feeling i cant explain...

No one knows how i feel,
no one cares my pain will never heal...

I wish to be pretty and thin,
i don t give a crap about whats within...

One day i realized all my fears,
that i have a black heart...

I'm not a weird,
I'm not a freak...

Where did the little girl go?
who had so many dreams to grow...

All but nothing is left,
nothing remains of your theft...