My dad does everything for me,
I do not even have to ask him to...

I talk to myself
because no one else will listen...

You think I love you,
You think I care...

Suicide is thought about a lot,
I think of being finally free...

You lie here next to me,
In my warm cozy bed...

I knew you since I was four,
At ten I never saw you again...

When she does die
It will have been of murder...

I put the pink nail polish over the black,
I exchange all my pants for skirts...

You are the only one who cares,
The only one who will listen...

You make me smile,
You make me cry...