She has bruises on her arms
her father tends to beat her...

Why me why here
i cant do anything now...

I loved you so much and i cant stand the fact that...
i thought you loved me too but now were too far...

He told me he loved me
he said he really did...

My little motto is that
life is like a book...

I stumble thru the darkness
catching my breath...

This girl is not like others
but shes been hurt just the same...

I pick up the pen and the blank sheet of paper...
things I never even wanted to think about...

I'm living in this world I created
Everything seemed so perfect...

I'm losing my balance
The Balance Of life...

It wasn't supposed to be like this
This just wasn't supposed to end...

He broke her heart many times
He claimed that he loved her...