• I was once a little girl, i saw the world.
    oh how the agony of the people i saw,
    the pain i felt, as real as the scars themselvs

    Does the rain understan this world
    or does the night scream with terror.
    How should i know, for i am just
    a meer child.

    Take my hand, no, for i will run
    into the light. The world, this
    world will never be understood....
    I wonder.

    When will this battle of life
    and death come to a hault.