In my heart there are hopes and dreams,
and all different beautiful things.
In my heart, there's a sunrise glowing and a warmth that holds me there.
And I think of the beauty in the world all around, in the clouds that roll across the hills,
In the clean smell of the rain, and the colours of the fall,
And it makes me happy, and I wish that others saw it too.

If you love your children, are you sure they know?
Have you said the words out loud?
Are you listening with your heart, when they're sharing theirs?
Have you given us a chance to make you proud?

Do you know who I am?
Do you really know?
'Cause you can't tell from looking at me,
That underneath all this happiness, inside there's a part of me nobody sees.

I wonder who I am.
Who am I?
I wonder who I'll be.
Who will I be?
What will my life become?

There are just so many questions inside me.

Am I good enough?
Am I pretty enough?
Can I learn not to care what others think?
Can I make a difference in someone else's life, and can others see true love in me?

It’s the longest day of the year
I spent my whole day
Thinking about you

Written on my arms
Is the pain
Inside me
Written on my arms
Are the struggles
I’m fighting
Written on my arms
Is everything I’m trying to deal with
Quietly
No one knows
What my head is really like
All they see are the scars and ****** cuts
They don’t see beyond that
To the pain hidden beneath

you don't want me

not like I want you

dresses get smaller,
children get taller,
life moves forward,
and I'll be here
in a photograph,
one that I'll never see
somewhere out there in a dumb magazine

smiling and staring,
cameras flashing,
like there's nobody there but me...