Green is their color
Proudly they wear it...

Just a normal day
Go to school...

She was my best friend
We were sisters...

Do you ever look in the mirror
Wonder how you turned out like this...

I see myself as a strong person.
Or a person who could be strong...

Repulsion feeds my own compulsion,
and this cycle of hatred carries on...

So stick me in a gun
Call me a bullet...

I used to know a boy
Who had a dream of a better world...

I'm sorry Dad.
I know that I'm not beautiful...

The ocean used to mean fear
Unknown things lurked in the dark...

I must not love him
If he can let me go...

These thoughts don't stop
When I'm loved or hated...