I'm the girl at the Window
I don't like to talk much
But I also want to talk Much
I love to stand at the Window
Listening to my Private Song;
my guilt, my past my shame
As it sings in my head
yet I dry my eyes to hide the pain
I smile aloud, I smile at everyone
This is my surest exhibition
My Surest fake exhibition
But I'm Withering
I live in the darkest path of Life

I'm the girl with the widest grin
you think I'm a queen. I slay
but everyday I'm Slain
I drown in my depression
I'm convinced there's nothing else to live for
So I'm not afraid of drowning
staying lifeless, afloat the sea of life
cos I've drowned everyday in my depression
I can never get over my shame
that's what I hear everyday in my head
as the demons crawls closer
'Remember What you did'?
Some Mistakes Indeed take a long time to erase

Accused!
I've been Used, abused, accused, refused
I've been slapped, spat on
my promises broken
my secrets spilled
Love Lorn!
Love has rammed into me with a solid painful fist
Helped!
I've been helped to get things worse
'help! add a little more salt to my wound'
help to fill my cup
my days are perfect black days

I'm the girl at the window
I'm depressed
no I'm depression personified
You can never get too little
yet you can never get enough of the depression
Neglection
This is all I had left to stay
I need no one but
I need Someone who'll hold me tight

I've learnt strength over time
cos I've been to hell and back
But not anymore
I'm starting all over again
My past is past
No more holding me back
The devil only wish he won
No holding me back
You can't break what's already broken
Every saint had a past
Every Sinner has a Future
There's a bright one for me
also for you.