My heart is no more,
once full of joy,but now a beaten...

No more worries,
for you...

Once a happy young girl,
full of joy and happiness...

Is this a dream of whats to be?
slitting...

Life is something everyone seems to enjoy,
but not me...

In this world,dark and cold,
I sit alone..My eyes are red from the tears as i...

I cry at night when alone,
I burry my head into the pillow...

Those hateful things you say,
they really get at me...

Bitter are the words I'm fine,
because deep inside I'm dying my heart is bruised...

I lay in my bed thinking of deaths delight.
Closing my eyes i drift off without a fright...

My head rest on my arms,
as i sit in my darkened room...