• I hate that stupid moon...
    teasing me as I wonder...
    how did I get here
    I was a happy little girl once...
    wasn't I
    my eyes were filled with innocence...
    weren't they
    how can a human being destroy themselves?
    atleast without trying...
    I remember bleeding...
    I remember crying...
    did I do this to me?
    no...
    they did this to me...
    I wasn't wrong...
    was I...
    It's the same old dance and song...

    It doesn't matter anymore...the lights are already out...
    and I'm crying on the pillow...
    waiting for the sun to come about...
    so I can make the same mistakes...

    Isn't that how I got here...?