Thought closing my eyes won't let me see
All the sufferings that happen around me
Keeping the horrors deep so that it won't breathe
So that the ones I love won't feel the pain I see

Evanescence has a good voice and a strong one, somehow it sounds like she's wanting people to know the pain she's in.

Sharing problems, nobody taught me that, since the day I came to this world. I learnt it myself, am smart, so what?

Kinda hurts, to see your own parents shedding tears and sweat through work, just for the money to save you. Nobody wants to see that, or do they?

Seeing your love ones in such dilemma and going through such hardships, worst than having my delicate porcelain skin scratched by decaying tree barks, or having a phantasmagorical bat sucking your blood......

Perhaps, the only way to save the ones I love, is to keep the pains to myself. Grotesque sights, macabre sounds, inhuman treats, I shall save all these from the people I love. For they, do not deserve such abuse.

A phlethora of aches, buried in a forgotten land in my heart, reveals itselves every blue moon. That's when I run away, to hide myself under rotten trees and lie on fallen leaves. It don't feel good, believe me......

But when you open your heart, especially to someone you know who cares for you, half of the burden and excruciating pain goes mild. And the one whom you share it with, carried it away, and throws it to the Sea of Sorrows, where it will sink and never to be seen again.

How long have I been hiding the pain of injections and severe headaches? Let's count, 3 years it hath been. Phantasy...

Never hide the pain you have within you, for the one you love sees it, it will only break their heart......