BE STRONG.
Don't Eat, Don't Eat, Don't Eat, Don't Eat, Don't Eat.
All I Hear In My Mind, Over And Over And Over Again.
I Never See Anything, Not Like What Others See.
I See The Ugly I Portray, Indecency, Ignorance.
I See My Mother.
I'm So Scared Of Following In Her Shoes, Of Being Her.. Beating Others Down, To Feel Good.
Tearing Hope To Bring My Self Up. I'm Scared To Hurt, Just As She Hurt I.
I'm Scared For My Little Brother. I Miss Him Terribly. I Want Him Back In My Life.
I'm Being Torn Apart. I Feel Damaged. I Feel Repulsive. I Feel Dirty.
I Wish My Mother Was Stronger, Cared More. I Wish She Wanted Me, I Wish She Thought I Was Pretty, I Wish She Never Let Anyone Hurt Me. I Wish She Never Hurt Me.
Just Thoughts That Needed To Be Free'd From My Mind.