One week old,
Just beginning to grow...

The empty feeling inside,
Is what I most desperately want to hide...

When I look in the mirror,
What do I see...

I would have been sixteen today,
If that crash wouldn’t have happened...

Someone comes near me to talk,
I tense up and turn to walk away...

I hate being alone,
With my life slowly disappearing...

Hey Mom
I’m glad you’re always there...

I have a heart made of stone,
It wasn’t anyone's fault...

It may seem like nothings wrong,
But I've never felt more alone...

When grandma left us that August night,
I didn't realize what would happen...

One night in August,
An angel swept through...

I met a boy, you see,
Everyone thought he’d fallen in...