Through Her Eyes

You know me. I'm that one in the corner. The one with her head down. I suppose they told you my story. Well, they don't know a thing about me.

I didn't have amnesia. I didn't have a brain tumor. I went insane.

I don't care what they think, but I do care about how I am remembered by the world. So you know what? Why don't I just say what happened.

This is the story you have heard from them before, but this is different. This is the story through my eyes.