It\'s weaved into the fabric of my soul
Who I am, What I am
What I\'ve been through
Will it ever leave me?
Will I ever be the same?
Who am I now?
What happened to her?
Lost, lonely, alone.
Afraid
My soul whispers, afraid to speak up.
Afraid
My soul whispers, afraid to be myself.
Afraid
My soul whispers, afraid to breathe.
I can\'t breathe.
Afraid.