The wind blows through the trees
enjoying his freedom...

Once I thought I was a girl
that was unbreakable...

Who would've thought
that we would be friends...

I'm nervous and I'm stressed
the only thing that calms me...

How can people judge
the people they don't know...

People think I fall in love often
because I hang around with boys...

Each time I feel death
is the time I see a crow...

What wrong with me people ask
but I don't understand...

Maybe I sometimes ask myself
who's God...

Why do I have family
I often ask myself...