When I first met you
I was a shy little girl...

A teenage girl
she was 13...

I once knew this little girl
She loved to eat skittles...

In a cold and misled world,
With black and lonely thoughts...

Look in the mirror
what do you see...

Im gonna tell you a story
I once knew this girl...

Im not right
Im not well...

Fly to the sky
Its time to say goodbye...

Im so sick of being me.
Im so sick of the people around me...

Took a lotta crap as a little girl
Had to learn how to fight when i was a little girl...

I hate being me
I hate looking in the mirror everyday and seeing...

Her life is Numb
She cant feel anything...