My name is Crystal
I have a rough past...

I'm tired of hiding
Behind this "happy" mask...

Many things, a lot of things
Can be different varieties of bad...

All because of you
I am who I am today...

As I lay on my bed
Thinking of the worse...

I have no one who cares
No one who sees...

The wind in my hair
The clouds in the sky...

I remember the first hit
The first slap, the first cut...

Everyone has someone
To catch them when they fall...

Everything is nothing
That people are so obsessed...

When you're sad I'm there for you
When you're hurt I heal...

People are confused
About why they're even here...