She bats her mascara eyelashes
Flips her perfectly placed hair...

I'm wandering, wandering
So far from home...

Oh perfect sphere of wonder
I wish to hold you in my hand...

Cut my wrists
burn my skin...

I want to take that blade
and drag it very deep...

I almost cried today
But is not I who needs to mourn...

Give thanks to the year
Another year alive...

Sobbing into my pillow,
crying out of shame...

Warm summer breeze
Blows the curtains...

I gave myself a new tattoo
and yes its crimson red...

You stood by me
through thin and thick...

She opens her angelic eyes
Wipes away the sleep...