18 years old she was
My big sister...

Wearing a mark of make-up
No-one sees through your facade...

She wants to feel
Like she is loved...

I dream
All day and night...

I know that its all my fault
but i also know i cant help it...

I can still remember that day,
Like it was a moment ago...

Love is not what it seems
It grabs us by our throats...

Mommy
I woke up last night...

Along a dark road
I walk...

What would you do if i killed myself today?
Would you cry in depressed, agonized pain...

The girl I tell you about
Does not exist in our world...

Long cold nights
He is there...