Critic watching my every move,
I can't be perfect...

I believe I will laugh,
Until I start to cry...

I've got a house,
Not a home...

Sense of uncertainty,
I'm not alone here...

Ill and little time to spare,
A young girl so small...

Taking a look in front of her,
Scars run up and down her slim body...

She hates this world,
For no reason...

A sinful meaning to forgiveness,
Just let her run again...

Can't accept the person in the mirror,
It's time to make a change...

Recognition of the love for me,
A symbol so special and unique...

Gripping your hands so tight,
You fight off the devil in me...

A creation so small,
A new lease of life...