I hate track,
it makes me wanna yack...

I think it's your smile,
it makes me want to run a mile...

I want to cut so bad,
make lines in my skin...

I want to help you,
and do all I can...

When you feel depressed,
and have nothing to do...

Into each life a little rain will fall,
but if you have a friend...

I wanna sleep in your arms,
where there is no harm...

So many times I've cut,
So many times I've cried...

There was an old cherry,
who lived in a shoe...

Teenagers now
have to many reasons to frown...

Give me a shelter,
give me a home...

He was so young.
He had no choice...