I've always feared darkness,
but not because of what's lurking...
So sick of it all, I pick up a knife
I finally decide I'm tired of life...
Not so long ago,
I found a place for my head...
Every morning's a constant hassel;
As they wait to be rescued...
I had longed for your security
You were supposed to protect me...
Sometimes I find myself
talking to the moon...
Untouched and alone, the girl's mind wonders like...
She experiences pain and suffering, unlike no...
Pulling out the cutting board
Taking out the knife...
Why can't you see
The hurt in my eyes...
Silence has its appeal
for silence leave those to assume...
It's those highlighters I hate,
the ones that you colour everything with...
All your life you have been silenced
Trapped by fear and trapped by violence...