You were my mum
you kicked me when I was down...

Look for the girl that sits alone
with no one else around her...

Rip the paper out the book
grab a pen and take a look...

All alone, I sit here,
Blood dripping from my arm...

She comes home
with tears in her eyes...

Her finger trembled at his touch
Their eyes met and at that moment time stopped...

Maybe someday you will see
Inside of me a beautiful heart...

She surveys the world through her eyes
And sees what has become of it...

Mascara smudged eyes
With tears falling down...

Jealousy
When all I want is to feel secure...