(Wind blowing)

(Loud noises)

(Music starts)

(Heated indistinct argument)

(Girl, off) Sometimes someone hurts you so bad...

(Music, indistinct shouting)

(Girl, off) ...it stops hurting at all.

(Music)

(Girl, off) Until something makes you feel again.

(Music)

(Girl, off) And then it all comes back. (1:09)

(Music)

Every word,

every hurt,

every moment.

How could you ever understand where I come from?

Even if you ask,

even if you listen,

you do not really hear, or see, or feel.

You don't remember my story.

You haven't walked my path.

You haven't seen what I've seen.

[ReMoved]

(Music, classroom noises)

My past defines me.

This is who I am.

I am

unseen

unheard

unwanted.

That is what I am --

if even I am anything.

(Man yells)

(Girl) It seems like the same thing that hold me up

thrust me down.

The world turned upside down,

in an order disappeared,

nothing is how's supposed to be

and a heavy sadness filled my soul.

Deeper and deeper I fell

within myself.

(Woman) Hello! (inaudible words)

(Girl) And nothing can draw me out.

(Woman) Look at me! 
(Little boy cries)

(Girl) Trapped in the misery of my life,

lost in the sorrow of my soul,

unable to see the light

unable to see the dawn,

to feel,

to (inaudible)

(Woman) What are you doing, taking my fruit?

(Girl) to dream

(Girl shouts)

(Girl) And I found the darkest days of my life kept coming

the blackest (inaudible) of my soul never stopped.

(Girl screams) No!

It seemed like it was always night time, nightmares,

and never morning (6:41)

And maybe you wonder why

but mostly you try not to think about it

and try to get by and try to survive

And all the others --- seems so much like nothing

compare to just --- one of the most important things back again

I'd wish you could see my mum smiled again

and hear her singing her favourite song

that always calm you down