Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
Behind each human face is a hidden world that no one can see.
Constantly coming to haunt me
Over my shoulder
In my mind all the time
This isn't something you just say 'get over it' too
Creeping slowly; dare I trust again?
Then anger runs out of my cheeks
Sorrow fills up my bosom
Depression wells up my soul
But now I release you from my control
I forgive you forgive you for what you've done.