A new voice i hear
A new face i see...

Theres a first for everything
i hate her...

I am done
I am fed up...

Why am I here
Why do I stay...

The one i love
The one i broke up with...

I could never do
the things i wish i could do...

Is there really anything i could do
to make up for the mistakes I have made...

A life a name
A fateful face...

We look in the mirror to compare us with others...
i feel like a barbie doll of some sort...

I have a good friend now
That I know very well...

Why must we fight
these days fighting is none sense...

My heart is empty
I am now confused...