Go into the bathroom
lock the door...

You called me an angel, there must be a twist
I'v not seen an angel with scars on her wrists...

Jagged rocks litter the ground, tearing your...
Voices scream a haunting cry from the deepest...

Her cackling laughter fills my head
As I lay shaking on my bed...

Can you imagine, little princess
A life without your pain...

It's like being on that reckless high
cigarettes stealing your pay...

As I sit here my mind drifts back to those years
When sadness was all but a few quiet tears...

A perfect little child
With the purest skin...

You're all alone, the perfect chance,
adrenaline drives a twisted dance...

Shadows beneath her blue grey eyes
Like thunder clouds in blackened skies...

I stare at the muddled words written on the page
Absent minded, I tap my pen as I try hard to...

A clown wears a mask
to make people laugh...