• I am short, small, and meak
    does that make me weak?
    deep inside i slowly fade,
    will it be too late for your aid?

    Crimson scars glaze my wrist,
    there is an evil in the mist.
    A tear falls slowly from my eye.
    I just ask myslef why.

    Why do people do such wrongs?
    Why does the skylark sing it's song?
    Why is life so unfair?
    Why do i end up in such dispair?

    Crying is weakness this i know.
    Smiling every day is my show.
    people say are you alright?
    I say yeah and think untill tonight.

    Waking from such pleasent dreams,
    only to wake in screams.
    pain and terror is my right.
    such horrors i endure all night.

    Smiling is a must to get through the days.
    and forgivness is the only way.
    Scars remain inside my heart.
    untill death do me part.