will time wash away her pain? even if it will, her scars run so deep. and i feel it--part of it. i won't ever truly understand, unless i experience it for myself.

her life's the diary of a young little girl dressed in old rags, chained to heavy wooden chairs. its the terrible secret hidden behind her brightest smile.

haha maybe its hereditary, but you won't know what i'm talking about.

its been so painful. its been so painful. its been so painful.

so many years have passed; have you found what you're looking for?

i'll help. i'll try my best. maybe i don't have it yet but soon.. soon, i will be holding it in my hands. i'll give it to you.