Couple's of the year, nicest smile, best hair,
Girls hiding in the bathroom, crying is despair...

These four walls, are stained with the secrets I...
Their words fell a story: my journey through hell...

Playground school bell rings,
Just as she crashes down...

She's got her hands in her pockets
And a fringe in her eyes...

To do list:
Whipe those tears...

Cutting like a razor, the silence takes hold
Replacing this artificial confidence with nothing...

Have you ever journeyed to the beach
And sat high atop the jet black rocks, randomly...

No one talks to her, she feels so alone
And shes in to much pain to survive on her own...

Running, running, that's all we ever do
Running from the enemy...

Fake smiles are her favorite accessory
Not a want, but a necessity...

Don't tell me I'm stupid
That I should just shut my mouth...

The sweet serenity of the quiet
the beauty of our sanctuary...