A girl walks through the halls,
small and petite...

I wonder if depressed people were chosen to be...
and others were just meant to be happy...

I'm an angel who is sweet and kind,
but because of the things i have gone through...

Can't these scars disappear,
along with these tears...

I can't believe how stupid I am,
for letting you go...

Daddy's little girl,
and Mommy's little dancer...

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

All i want to be is happy,
live my life day by day...

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

Does he realize he hurts me,
everytime he talks about her...

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

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