There's this girl, 12 years oldShe used to dream of beautiful

There's this girl, 12 years old
She used to dream of beautiful things
Now she dreams of ropes and knives
And She dreams of dying
She wants to become an angle
That flys above the trees
Each day it gets harder
And each day se fights
But she can't fight this no more
She's tried so hard it's worn her out
She's giving up on herself

Don't give up you little fighter
Show the world your battle scars
When you fall get right back up.
Let them know what your made of
Don't let your spark die
Make it a flame instead
Because one day I'll get easier
All you gotta do is believe

Theres this boy,17 years old
When people ask him what's wrong
He always says with a smile
I'm fine everything's good
Little did they know that he
Dreams of dying every night
They didn't know
He cuts his arms in silence
They didn't know that every day
He prays to God asking him
"Please take me away from here
This is not where I belong
I'm tired of living
I want to go home"

Don't give up you little fighter
Show the world your battle scars
When you fall get right back up.
Let them know what your made of
Don't let your spark die
Make it a flame instead
Because one day I'll get easier
All you gotta do is believe

There's this girl
She used to cut
And dream of dying every night
She met this boy
And she was his world
He lifted her up out of the darkness
And saved her from herself.
With him she was happy
And she finally realized her purpose
She knew the pain of others
And decided to help the fighters
She saved many lives
Just by talking to others
And letting them know
She cared

Don't give up you little fighter
Show the world your battle scars
When you fall get right back up.
Let them know what your made of
Don't let your spark die
Make it a flame instead
Because one day I'll get easier
All you gotta do is believe