Sitting in my padded cell
my very own private hell...

I wish I was queen
Just for today...

Billy's tired, he's been so worn down
People slinging comments his way...

I've been dead a long while now
Back when I was eleven...

It’s two forty five
And I am still alive...

I remember walks on the beach
The sea kissing our feet...

Living in my skin, I'm happy
Able now to let me be me...

Can nobody come
To hold me when I cry...

This is pathetic, I am a first class
Complete and utter screwed up retard...

I’m sick of abuse
No matter what...

I lie in bed watching time go by
I lay so still in front of you...

When mum and dad split
I wished they'd reunite...