My eyes are windows
You can use to see inside...

His clothes were ripped
His body had bruises...

Sheldon,
I'm not writing this to you to guilt you into...

Life isn't a coloring book
Life isn't a fairytale...

Dearest diary,
Well you see...

You see a small girl
Sobbing silently...

I'm broken inside
And reaching for you...

Have you ever wanted
To live someone else's life...

She looks out the window
On her face a blank stare...

She fought back the hunger
She fought back the pain...

She finally let go
Of the fake smile she wore...

Walk a mile in my shoes
And see what its like...