I just got here
And now it’s time to go again...

I can see a knife....
easy to cut thru stuff...

I'm thinking about the day
the day I have to leave...

Friends forever
This is what we once said...

I don't know if i can say it
It's so hard...

I'm tired of playing the nice girl...

Sometimes i wish people could see the real me
The Girl who cries herself to sleep...

Came here made new friends
started to trust her...

What are friends?
People you talk to...

So far away from that place and those people
yet somehow they still are in my life...

During the day with my friends
I act like nothing is wrong...

I never wanted to let someone close to me
then you came...