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

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

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

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

You do something,
That is wrong...

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

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

One More,
Just One More...

A lonely voice,
A cut wrist...

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

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