Where is your compassion and the love you claim to...
Where is your bravery held in the hands you say...

I don't know how I got here,
But I can't find an escape...

I wish I was a little girl again,
Where nothing seemed to matter...

There's a hole inside me,
Waiting to burst...

Don't look at me with those eyes
Or smile with your sly grin...

One day
Six scars...

Walking down the city street,
Not knowing what to say...

This sickness throbs inside my veins
Pounding against my head...

I've made it to nowhere
With nothing in between...

I remember the day you told me
Honey, Santa isn't real...

God I’m so tired,
But I can’t fall asleep...

This is my cry
This is my last plea...