Once upon a dreary night,
a teenage girl sat scared and weary...

Your voice it sounds so friendly,
the words you speak are soft...

Parents are wonderful.
children and teens...

*Reflection*
She turned to look around the corner...

She smiles and laughs,
this is all pretend...

Yesterday She was happy,
I knew for the first time...

The blood dripped,
from beneath his skin...

She picks up a brush,
and paints on what she wants to be her everlasting...

The rain had been falling,
soaking her clothes...

This is the side of me,
that you've always seen...

They say we're way to young,
to feel these gentle things...

This ones to the lover,
who's lost their lives...