All these memories I cannot hide!
Please, I need someone in whom I can confide...
My loves, My hates, My dreams, My hope,
I need someone to help me cope.
No one understands what I have been through.
This pain I hide is really true.
They don't see what I'm really like inside...
The scared little girl seems easy to hide.
Scared of dying, Scared of being alone.
Which is why I'm writing this poem...
So someone can see that I'm not all right;
I wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night.
When it is too dark to see...
The scared little girl inside of me.
