This is also a prayer.
i got up early one morning...

Look at them all,
So unhappy and crying...

Tonight we will dance & do what we will,
For its All Hallows Eve...

I look in the mirror
And hate what I see...

Sitting there with the psychiatrist,
My weekly session of therapy...

'There she is again,
That poor girl...

One for every tear I shed,
Two for my heart filled with dread...

It didn't work,
Didn't make it leave...

I lie awake each and every night,
For I know what my sleep will bring...

This little girl lying in front of you,
With her grave so small...

Voices in my head
wishing I was dead...

Darling, why did you leave?
Why did you surrender to Death...