Sitting on my window sill,
watching the snow softly fall to the ground...

Let me ask you this,
Is it bad that i dont want to be the last one to...

What do you see when you look at me?
A happy, smiley, goofy, girl...

I can't sleep,
Tears rolling down my face...

There are some days that are dark,
and some that are bright...

It doesn't matter if today went good,
you still may have pain...

Everyone should know i am always there for them,
through good and bad...

I am not the same as I used to be,
I am not the little girl who giggles and smiles...

I'm trapped inside a world of depression and hate,
let me out please...

My smile is broken,
you made it this way...