Little girl looks so pale
Humming a sweet lullaby...
Dear Sweet Jenie
This is my letter to you...
Picture painted red
A used blade drops...
I hold her beautiful picture
And try to hold back the tears...
Skinny little Angel
So weak and pale...
She takes his hand in hers
"Baby we need to talk now"...
Rain is falling from the sky
It's the Angels who are crying...
4 pounds have I gained
I hate myself for that...
The scars that I have
Remind me of my past...
Black hair, black mascara
Covers her black heart...
Bones are sticking out
But still she can't see...
I feel a pain in my stomach
Haven't eaten anything today...