Losing it
Oh Mom Thanks! For creating me...

Just for a little help we shout
We want to be happy so we're sad...

In my hands I'm holding a fragile dream,
I hold it tight for I'm going downstream...

She keeps her thoughts safe in a higher place,
While you are is dusting off your trophy case...

Point at me and laugh out loud,
Do it in the middle of a crowd...

Stand up Tonight.
Inside of me there is so much hate...

Nothing will remain the same.
Never again will I be able to offer...

My psychologist
My psychologist said I shouldn't degrade myself...

The dad I have never known.
Never knew my dad, guess I should be glad...

We looked up to the stars,
Worried you asked me: will it heal the scars...

Just to see you smile again
Why are you crying again girl...

Hey little girl,
Don't sit there in the corner crying...