Seemingly laughing and smiling eyes of blue
Deep with in them lies a pain so sharp it can...
I'm at war with myself.
Just trying to free me...
I'm a girl of 15, pretty and sweet.
Theres nobody else I'd ever want to be...
Left for dead
On sixth avenue...
"Will things get better?"
The little girl cried...
Look into her eyes
tell me what you...
I said I would never do it again
And I honestly tried...
Cut to the bone,
Drowning in rage...
Waiting for my sadness to tare me apart.
I won't ever fill the hole in my heart...
Windows crashing
tears falling...
Burning pain that aches within my heart, it eats...
Conditional love, restricted to the good, it will...
Slice open the flesh
let the blood spill...