I'm never quite satisfied
I've never said enough...

I scream, but it's like a whisper
I cry, but it's like a mist...

You Know What To Do
By: Charisma...

I told myself it was too much
I couldn't take it anymore...

You'll Be Mine
There are so many stories...

Still too young to give my heart
Though it desires to be taken...

Filled with discouragement because the mirror...
Everything about her, that she didn't want to be...

Curled up in the corner
In the fetal position...

You smile at me, then look away
Is that your signal, or clue...