I've learnt that cutting,
Doesn't solve the problem...

Have you ever had,
Memories spill from within an object...

It runs in our whispers and dreams,
A mother's child has gone missing...

You can see the hatred
In her eyes...

I did it again,
But this time not as bad...

Is there someone looking down on us?
Watching us move each day...

Remember all those skipping ropes,
And the chime of the morning bell...

You can't break me,
Cause I'm already broken...

Have you ever seen
A child's eyes light up when they laugh...

She feels so much pain,
But she smiled through all those tears...

My angel wings need repairng,
so you and i can fly up high...

I cried on my 16th birthday,
In the comfort of my father's arms...