I'm just a girl with long hair and brown eyes
I am not spectacular...

I was self-conscious before i was 8 and that's...
so was the way i grew up and the things i was told...

I tell you how i feel and you turn it all around
it makes me so angry but i don't make a sound...

The day you came back to town
nothing could bring me down...

A young girl at the age of eleven
so in love with a boy and it feels like heaven...

I cherish the times when we look into eachothers...
when i can forget all the pain and the lies...

The days when you are happy and everything is fine
makes me so happy cause our love can really show...

Now you're all depressed and i don't know what to...
you won't talk to me about it, or say how i can...

I've experienced almost losing you and it could...
to lose you would be hard to bare and i don't...

So i found out you smoked crack the other day
when i found out i was horrified but too in shock...

Until you completely betray me i am here
I will be here for you my dear...

You and I both share the pain
of being tortured so young but it's not us to...