When the day is done
And there's no one else around...

Lord here i am before you
i really can not cope...

This girl i know so well
is fighting with herself...

Don't cry little girl
i still love you...

I'm sorry i was born
it was not my choice...

This month on the 25th
wont be like the others...

I want to go to sleep
and never wake up...

I'm looking in the mirror
and I'm hating what i see...

I see this young girl
in her early teens...

My cousin was adopted
when she was only 7...

Do you know how much my heart weeps
for just one of my slaughtered children...

Jesus i am broken
i am aching for your voice...