Walking down the alley i heard a baby cry
at first i smiled at the child's precious sound...

Her heart is solid and black
from her many suppressed sorrows...

Fashion tredns buzz in a and out
as wardrobe's are remade...

You made a scar on my soul
because of how you treated me...

Definition of pain
Current mood: pained...

Dont worry for me as i scream in pain
just ignore my sorrowful crys...

The first time you came I just smiled
it felt good to have someone to trust...

Childhood experiences that leave your heart black
somehow consumed by what you lack...

Now i lay me down to sleep
this secret's mine and God's to keep...

I remember the first night
you came to tuck me into bed...

When you come in my eyes are red
and my cheeks are flushed of color...

The first time we met his eyes took my soul
something made me want him for mine...