I know theres over people,
who live the same as i...

I want to tell a story,
of a dream i had...

A child does not need money,
they simply need just love...

Some people live the easy life...
Dont go through pain, dont go through strife...

Cutting has become her ritual...
That she cant live without...

How much more shit can I take?
Its driving me insane...

Its hard to say I need you,
after all thats said and done...

You think that I am confidant,
When really I am shy...

Gritting me teeth,
is holding back tears...

Have you ever loved someone...
You carry around there soul...

Dear god.
This life that u have give me...

Im lost under the surface,
Of my secret tears...