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

I have a hunger
no one can touch...

A layer of dirt,
each time he touches...

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

Daddy can't you see
what you're doing right now...

Crisp white pages
all exactly the same...

Nothing could fill,
this emptiness inside...

Father and daughter
a half and a quater...

Lost-
his fear still with me like a scream...

My eyes are always
drawn to your face...

I feel so sad
I hate me so much...

All i need to be happy,
is just one simple act...