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...

In this cold and frozen night
My mind seems to wonder...

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...