Dear mommy:
remember when i was three...

I want to be a writer
when I'm all grown up...

Broken hearts
shattered dreams...

PASSION
waiting here...

Tears pour down my face
like acid of revenge...

Tears of acid run down my face
and I'm so numb i cant feel the pain...

Away i run to hide again
without a care goodbye my friends...

Normally id care
but today i don't...

The darkness takes me over
feeding on my heart...

I'm sorry that i couldn't be
the girl that you all try to see...

He was my only friend
the guy who made me who i am...

Here it goes again
the softness of your eyes...