Sitting all alone a child crys softly
i see her but cant help althogh the site kills me
i watch her slowly die and become nothing at all
but the worst is when she cried i wouldnt answer her call
im now lost in her world of confusion and hate
and finaly understand her innocent frail state
her shreeks of pain within me echoing in my head
i then wake up realizeing ive been dreaming in my bed
but now everywhere i go this sad child\'s in my thoughts
and now i understand the war in which she fought
hell being home w/ noone to turn to
she had to take her life their was nothing else to do
i sat their with this child frail and all alone
shes now in heaven but wishes she were at home
i dont understand how she misses such a horrible place
i dont understand the hatred she loves to face
obsessed with confusion,drama and dispair.
her horrible past follows me everywhere
but then one day i realize ive been looking in a mirror
and i would refuse to accept myself strictly out of fear
comeing from a past of such horrid things
i find it hard to be a girl with purely white wings
i sin for the things that they have done
because i know it wont end with me the pain has just begun
so tell me what do i do to fix this horrid truth
i need ur help to answer this because i dont kno what to do
