There was once a 14-year-old,
Who was living in a world all controlled...

I have many personalities,
All fake but I need them to hide my pain...

Jenny was all happy,
She would go to her new cottage next week...

My heart already broken,
My feelings already dead...

I used to be the one you would see,
Laughing having fun and never worried...

Nobody knows exactly,
what my sorrow is about...

Ya,
it does hurt...

Crying,
it's almost midnight...