I'm not sure how to tell them
their darling daughters dead...

I know that I'm not perfect
i would be if i could...

You don't know her secret pain
she tried to take her life again...

Sh little baby
Don't say a word...

I can hear the words unsaid
what I'll do before I'm dead...

Would you call me pretty
if i said i hate the way i look...

I feel isolated
no pain no fears...

The pain, the anger
all that done...

My mother doesn't notice
that look in my eyes...

At first...
hate...

You broke her wings
you crushed her soul...