My eyes are always
drawn to your face...

Nothing could fill,
this emptiness inside...

I sit here wondering,
why i didn't know...

Wishing I could run away,
leave this sorry mess...

When I first cut,
I remember I was scared...

Caught between,
the past and future me...

The child inside me
curls up in a ball...

I changed my ways,
especially for you...

I lie on my bed
curled in a ball...

You told me I'd get better
That soon I'd really see...

I've wept a path of tears like dew
crying over somthing no one knew...

A small child of 3
sprawled across her bed...