Mom, I know I am your dearest
Although I am not the cleverest...
Once the cradle falls, its your
niche in life... that separates...
Her hair up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow...
...
You are my sister
I love you...
Theres a place I seem to go often late at night
Its a place I can be myself, a private place I can...
You left me in the dark reaching out for the light
You once gave me hope and the desire to fight...
The twinkling ceiling lights reflect on my tiara,
making the diamonds sparkle bright...
According to you I can do no good. You
Belittle me to make yourself feel powerful...
Paint kids' lips with smiles
Unless you're a good painter...
Sitting in the meadow green
I sang a song with a little queen...
You won't hold me back.
This life is mine...