Butterfly tears
Melt upon her face...

I'm sick of things unsaid
Unsaid to my face...

Frightened of tomorrow
Terrified of today...

I feel weak and invisible
i still grip onto regret...

Whispered lullabies
within which i still slumber...

Golden tears are streaming
along her once loved face...

Dear daddy
Im sitting on the porch daddy...

Does it really matter
How much I hate life so...

I stroll down these streets everyday
Yet to them im just some homeless chick...

Put into a room
Left to rot away...

Am I invisible?
Can anybody see me...

Frightened of tomorrow
Terrified of today...