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

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

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...

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

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

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

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

I would rather die,
than have you be so sad...

I sit here in the hospital,
Clutching at your hand...

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...