The mask that holds the composure,
The girl I see in the mirror...

She enters the school,
Hiding her soul...

She knows what she is and that she cannot stop the...
She cries out in pain as her bones crack...

I've told you this before,
I know I swore...

Sorrow sets in because of one mistake,
Never did she mean to hurt him...

I remember
I remember that time long ago...

He couldn't comprehend the pain,
Didn't know how they'd been torn...

At later times I started to think,
Was it all even worth it in the end...

Many times in my life,
I've thought about packing up...

With a delicate scroll,
Slim neck and waist...

In the dark, and in the light;
Across the seas, and across the deep...

Ever since she was born,
This girl has been torn...