These are the words after the storm without the calmThese are the words of a girl standing on the borderlineThis is my heart bleeding on the paper through penThese are my words setting me finally freeUgly minds have thought about me, Dirty hands have touched meDo i deserve to liveOr is life worth living forWhen im not livingIm just existin
These are the words after the storm without the calmThese are the words of a girl standing on the borderlineThis is my heart bleeding on the paper through penThese are my words setting me finally freeUgly minds have thought about me, Dirty hands have touched meDo i deserve to liveOr is life worth living forWhen im not livingIm just existin