Dying body on the floor
Aching, crying nevermore...

The wilting flowers with early dew
Take up the ground where beauty grew...

I feel you deep within me:
Burden, blessing, beast, or beauty...

They all think the girl they see is the real me..
They all wish they, too, could be more like she...

Razor blade gleaming in the pale moon light
My thirst for relief overwhelms tonight...

Hang the moon for me, my Love
Set it high in the starry sky...

Fear
Creating its circle of confusion in my mind...

Rage;
Sweeps me hard, fast, into rapids of hostility...

As days pass slowly
And weeks creep by...