“And the blood, it pours like rain
Dripping on everyone's lives so it won't be the same
Bruises on her arms and heartstrings are just too much to bear
And the cuts run deep that she doesn't choose to wear
Oh, the black eyed tears, the pour like rain
And it's just too much to try and cover up her pain

She quietly drinks her pain away a little differently
With pink lemonade, but so much like Davey
She cries herself to sleep at night
She hopes that just one thing will go right.”

Briana, Ashley Salvador