She’s lying on her hospital bed,
Stuck inside her silent head...

Picture a world empty and cold,
A land of which the sun never was told...

Picture a world empty and cold,
A land of which the sun never was told...

She used to be one of those girls,
With very little to hide...

Alice is fourteen,
Alice is a goth queen...

You were always there for me,
Leading me when I could not see...

Hannah knows her mom is ill,
Still she takes the pills from the window sill...

Where do you look,
When you have no reflection...

In the good days, rare,
I wondered 'do I dare...

Words sweeping through my mind,
Always with the same meaning...

These scars run down in lines,
Down, below my veins...

I really should stop cutting,
I should cease the self-harm...