In the sand, I drew your name
with cupid's bow, the arrow aimed...

This poor little girl
she's crying the world...

She was gazing in that pond again
her reflected visual translucent and distorted...

A new surrounding
my heart is pounding...

Don't tell me you didn't know
don't act suprised when I'm feeling low...

I watch you sleep
as I weep...

I run with scissors
I play with glass...

Pain leaks out
a bright red shout...

Tears are falling
from my wrists...

I'm a victim of reality
put down for my...

Look, it doesn't hurt Mom
you see that I'm smiling...

God, I've got these questions
behind this mask...