Can you see the artificial ease
She plasters across her face...

Let's just drink to get drunk tonight;
& tell each other everything...For a drunk...

The angel of death sits stone cold, like a glass...
Ready to shatter at the lightest of contact...

Does he know what really goes on
Behind closed doors, behind blue eyes...

I sit and wonder why
What lead me down to this place...

She looks around this empty place
Nothing but carpet, and walls...

She used to be daddies little girl
All smiles and laughter...

Goodbye daddy dearest
For you told me out...

Watch Little Girl
As Daddy drives away...

Daddy please
Not again...

They are days when my world goes a shade of grey
And I cant seem to keep a smile on my face...

Dear Diary,
How did i let myself fall into this trap...