Inhale, exhale
I watch as he taps...

The mirror deceives the emotionally weak
All those with no faith in their hearts...

The shadow beckons me forward
I am drawn to take a step...

An innocent 14 year old girl
Kicked out on the streets...

The coward hides in the corner
After speaking such harsh words...

His words are of such harsh character
A piercing to her own ears...

Around the neck of this young girl
Lay resting on her heart...

Tears are what are left behind
From Dear Saint Nicholas...

It feels as if it were yesterday
That I shed so many tears...

Smudged mascara, red eyes
Her hair a bloody mess...

Just one day ago
Just another tear shed...

I am just another identity
Lost in a crowd...