I want to draw,
But my hands are to shaky...

My words spill out,
Like the tears in my eyes...

I can't be your princess anymore...
Not while you are this...

One More,
Just One More...

My boy does whisper his gentle love
Silent is her dream...

You do something,
That is wrong...

I am crying, never to be,
Happy...

I don't like staring at a blank page,
Being unable to write...

A girl sits in her room all alone,
Wondering to herself...

A lonely voice,
A cut wrist...

Her voice is burning,
From all the screaming she has done...