I can't stand who I'm starting to be,
I was 28 days clean...

Today I smiled,
Today I laughed...

Sitting on the floor,
Just inside my room...

Sitting here with blank white paper,
Stained with my sweet tears...

His eyes sparkle like the midnight sky,
Fierce but tame is the passion within them...

I was that little girl,
You kept locked up in your city of abuse...