I am not able
To give you the love
That I know you
Deserve.

If he loves me
He rarely shows it
I think he wants
To leave me
Why should he
Even stay
Every one
Leaves anyway

This life is yours.
Cradle it in your palm.
Build your own doors.

Your appearance is yours.
Your personality is yours.
Your mind - yours.

Reach for the stars.
I know it can be hard.
But never stop reaching far.

Bruises that weren't there before.
You fell? Ok, sure?
They beat you up again
don't deny it's always the same.
There is no end to their game;
they beat you up, beat you up and
beat you up again.
Bruises that weren't there before.
If you don't admit it, I can't help you anymore.