Take my hand lead me away,
lead me away from all this pain...

Each scar represents a tale,
a tale of life and fear...

Thank you for being there,
when i needed you...

Dear everyone,
i\'m sorry for everything i\'ve done...

Remembering the days when you were happy,
but now you've taken that fall...

I don't no how to love,
don't no how to hate...

I want to tell you,
how i feel...

I remember the day that you was there,
it was my first bike ride you showed me you care...

You hit me,
i fall to the floor...

These pills,
all lined up in a row...

I need a normal teenage life,
not one filled with pain...

Why cant i talk to people,
when the ask me if i am ok...