The cuts on your wrists, pain in your eyes.
Little girl, don't you see I was just like you?
Scared and alone.
No where to go.
Ugly they did call me,
but if they really saw me they would see,
the beauty.
And you are just like me.
Hold your head high, things will get better.
Keep pushing on through the stormy weather.
It is hard to be thirteen.
I remember it so clearly, how their words did hurt me
You are not alone.
You don't need expensive jeans, or shiny, pretty things.
Just be true to who you are, you will go so far.
Just put the blade away, you deserve a better way.
Everything will be okay.

Sunlight pours through the tops
of the forest trees.
I walk upon the path.
Eyes open.
City lights flashing bright
colors of red and green.
People rush by me.
Eyes open.
Waves fall upon the shore.
I walk barefoot  on the beach.
The sand fills my toes.
Eyes open.
A blind man walks without a
care.
Across the street without fear.
All he has is what he can hear.
I wonder what it is like to live
without seeing the trees, the beach
or the city.
I wonder why is like to live with eyes
Closed.

In a dark room, a little girl hid.
She clung to her doll.
Hungry and alone, she cried.
Why did no one love her?
Her mom left her for a gram,
and some other man.
Her dad abusive, and drunk.
She dug her way through bags of trash and junk.
Little girl wanted something to eat.
Daddy found her sent her to her room for
a beat.
Her momma's new man, lefted her dress
and covered her mouth with his hand.  
"Don't tell anyone" he then said.
Sent the little girl back to bed.
She knew she had to be strong.
She knew she had been done wrong.
She finally told her grandma.
She finally told the cops.
She was finally safe and her abuser was stopped.
Yes, this is a real story you see.
This little girl, was me.

I walk around with a paper smile.
So fake, so unreal.
That is what you do when you forgot how to feel.
I wear my paper smile with pride.
I have so much to inside hide.
Nobody understands.
Why try to make them?
Every time I do, they leave.
Nobody knows.
Why try to show them?
Every time I do, they run away.
Just wear my paper smile and everything
will just be...okay.

I don’t want to disappoint the people I love.
Please make it all stop.
go away, go away,
I’m so **** ugly,
My head hurts,
Why would anyone ever like me?
I’m a b**.
I’m so negative.
I don’t want these thoughts,
I don’t want to be spoiled and hate my life.
I have it good.
But I can’t.
Please make it all stop.
Too many tears,
this self hatred swirling around in me just builds.
I love life,
but it’s distorted by shadow and flame.
Please make it stop.
Someone please give me a hand out of this dark.

These wounds, they still drip red.
I still cannot find a way out of this dark gray bed.
Stuck here with the painful memories inside my head.
These wounds, they wouldn't be so hidden
if you would take the time to find who I am
Drifting in your own sea, so far away from me.
These wounds, they can't heal
You just made me forget how to feel
I can only take so much
feeling heartless and cold to the touch.
These wounds, still drip red

chased by
a cold rain
a summer storm
a haunting dream
it flew on

its tired wings
grew heavier
more tired
every gust of wind
like a brick wall
against it

until it came
to rest
upon a branch

the storm raged still
but there was shelter

every raindrop, a tear
the howling wind,
a cry

louder and louder
until there was nothing else

then
there
a tiny spot of hope
yes, the glorious sun
peeking through

tired it was
still, strong
and when the sun rose

the butterfly flew once more