You can't make me go
I'll fight up a show...

Many thoughts
Are twisted round...

Now I lay me down to sleep
I cry the tears I've yet to weep...

Bloody streaks
line the road...

Stressed girl thinking
form a plan...

When hearts collide
and intertwine...

A defect
I'm dented...

Words are flung
so flimsily...

Through fragile skin I'll torture you
But time just makes the scares harder to see...

Oh little boy
your so fun...

Their lies, they are so brutal
their intentions are just futile...

Sanity or normality
never can you truly be both...