An angel of the night
appears at my window...

Here am I again, in the same situation you put me...
You say you want to die. To end your life...

I pray for no guilt but it only becomes stronger...

I lay in sorrow till it consumes me
it hold me still, unable to move...

I struggle to catch my breath
as the room gross dark...

My scars show who i really am
my scars show how weak i stand...

There are things in this world,
that you can't help or avoid...

I try to be strong but does that mean that i give...
i try not to weep but does that mean that i give...

When in need always remember,
those who love and need you...