Her room is decorated with uplifting expressions:
You are beautiful...

How do you tell a story if your words do not flow?
How do you leave when you have no where to go...

Hush little baby, don't say anything more,
Dad's a crackhead and mom's a who*e...

I could have been a poet, my words had a nice...
But my poems denigrated a long time ago...

I feel silly for writing you a poem, my words...
Especially when you make me hit my all-time low...

I'm not going to write you a crumby letter because...
You'll never understand how this foolish game is...

"You'll never be good enough!" she...
When she looks in the mirror all she sees is...

You're a frog looking for his kiss; I'm a damsel...
We both need someone to get us out of this mess...

I just have the chorus right now. I'll eventually...
::Chorus...

You are my secret song, a breathtaking tune,
You are my hit record, not sold in any store...

I don't want to be to blame anymore,
I feel so empty because you were my core...

I'm breaking away.
Away from you...