Everyday, she wakes up and prepares her mask
So full of life no one would ever ask...

I lie in your bed, crying
I lie in your bed ashamed...

You judge me
Say I have problems...

Words won't fix me
The psychiatrist can't help...

I know I disapointed and hurt you
And that you don't love me as much as you used to...

The sharp end moves back and forth
As I watch part of my skin turn to white...

All these questions they ask me
If it's about me...

The sound is always happy,
The real feeling is often hopelessness...

Love may seem like an eternal flame that keeps us...
But love really is a flame that burns the inside...

Your amazing and powerful wings
Your soft body...

To me you are everything
You are like a mother...

I never met you
And I don't know what you've been through...