Looking out upon the rain
Looking out remenising on pain...

Am no longer that silent whisper
im that shout so loud...

Im heart broken.
My eyes are sore and my pillow is soaking...

My world is falling,cracking,bending and crashing...
But I put on that famous brave smile and promise...

His icy blue eyes fixed on me as his hands...
what I was doing wrong but how could I back out...

I remember it like yesterday and will always...
The day the angels took your little soul away...

Rainclouds smother my memories and lay them at...
All the time I sit and reflect on them when im so...

I am supposed to be so perfect
the apple in my parents eye...

Love is the way he brightens my day
Love is the way he always knows what to say...

These days there is nothing but dead journalism...
People get aggressive and instead of letting it...

When you think your gonna be OK then all it takes...
when you remember them so bad and you really miss...

When your hand slipped out of mine
it so unreal so i felt just fine...