In my room when its late at night
And I cannot dream or sleep...

How can it be,
You can seem so nice...

A sad little girl with scarred up wrists,
Her beautiful face broken by daddy's fists...

Darling when you read this I will be dead,
But I need you to understand why...

Mummy why wont you come back?
I need you hear, you see...

Words can do so much,
They can deep pain...

In your sick and twisted mind,
What thoughts go through your head...

She sits staring out of the window,
At the snow falling down outside...

I look in the mirror,
And all I see...

Why do you not see me crying and weeping?
Why do you not realize I just want to be free...

I know Ive been stupid,
And been an idiot in the past...

I sit in the dark,
With a knife in my hand...