• Alone she cries
    She wants to die
    All she wants is to be loved

    Soaking up her tears are the pages of her diary
    Full of secrets and confessions and feelings
    Shes afraid to tell anybody
    Really, there's no one to tell.

    She feels as if some evil witch casted a wicked spell
    Making her life a living hell.

    She's a delicate porcelin doll on a shelf
    Gathering dust, alone and forgotten.
    A father who wants his way.
    Every day, every night.
    He beats her and turns everything into a fight.
    An addict for a mother.
    She's a person who is severley depressed and just wants to die,
    A person who's willing to do something drastic to end her life.

    No one hears the girl's cries.
    No one knows what she's feeling.
    She wants to put an end to all the lies.
    There's nobody to comfort her
    Nobody to love her
    And for some things, there's just no healing.

    Everyday she holds her head up high, and she strives
    Keeping all her feelings locked up inside
    She hopes and prays and wishes that someday she will live a better life.
    She reaches for the stars that are sometimes up way too high.
    She won't give up, even though its hard.
    Every night she cries herself to sleep
    And dreams with all shes got.

    She sees the world as a gorgeous thing,
    She's full of love and believes that everyone is good at heart.

    She's beautiful
    She's wise
    She has gentle, kind, loving heart

    She's strong
    She's brave
    She's a very special girl