It's not your room, it's mine, and you can't be here to find out anything about me. You cannot know my family, cause they're not yours, but maybe that's what you want to do, to find someone who wants to care for you, well you certainly have me, and little Martha's gonna be hard, some things we cannot fix, some scrapes will be scars, but little Martha's gonna be okay, no one will change you if you do not want to, and not everyone will stay. Some days you might want to run and hide, to clip your thin wings and hang them out to dry, and though this may be true, it doesn't mean you have to. Little Martha, it's time to go, and I know that right now time is moving a little slow, but little Martha please take your time, you have more than you think, and you may feel like you're sinking, but I swear you will be fine.