You are grace in all ways, that is true. I just...
they call you name's and bring you down just so...
I'm perfectly imperfect and thats how I'm going to...
I find how much we've grown apart each and...
I want to understand...
Why we do what we do...
She laid there motionless
Afraid to speak...
No one wants to know
the beautiful girl...
I can hear them again
Him yelling at her...
Everything is perfect, or so it does seem.
But when did the nightmares overtake the dreams...
If you're gonna hide
behind a cloud...
Cameras flashing
showers of golden glitter...
She cannot take it any longer; she has decided to...
There is nothing they can do, to make her believe...
She couldn't tell her mother
Any of her sins at all...
I am so worried that someone might see
the guilt that plagues every moment of every day...