I am wilted
Broken in despair...

I'm locked in the pain and there's no way out
I'm blasting the music so you can't hear me shout...

Remember me mom?
I'm the daughter you held and watched grow...

I cant believe this is happening to me
The girls whose life was broken but free...

Some people come from Portlad
Some people come from Tenesse...

Walking along
At the end of the road...

It's like every time I look in the mirror I cry
Torn up by that hatred and the crap and the lies...

This is a poem
And I don't know what I'm writing...

I hate these secrets
I hate all the fights...

Stanza after stanza
Line after line...

What do you see
When you look into my eyes...

Soaring on angels wings
Gliding with the wind...