Why is it
That I'm always alone...

I see you walking towards me
In the hallway at school...

I cut because
I want to...

I'm hurting,
But I'm confused as to why...

Still I think about you,
Wonder where you are...

Once again you came
Back into my life...

I sit at your grave
And place flowers on the grass...

Pitter-patter
Pitter-patter...

How can we be
Good enough to be abused...

I'm not a f@cken murderer!
It was not my choice...

I'd give my all for you,
To show you how I feel...

I stand in front of the mirror
And see Quasimodo staring back at me...