I see the scars on her arms
And know I'm to blame...
Finding a broken flower stem
Burning toast...
And the Roman soldiers laughed
When they saw their prisoners stumble...
Girls like us,
we're all the same...
The days tell tales
Upon your face...
She works hard
Making dreams bigger than anything she'll ever...
I put on this face today,
so that I didn't have to feel ashamed...
My mind wonders, then I stop and stare down.
My arms are numb as I left my head, and look...
Slowly breaking down
I look up at the clouds...
Dear diary,
I got you from father...
As i see the light shinning i feel myself being...
Put on my headphones
Tune out the rest of the world...