I'm cold and empty, hallowed out. Full of sorrow and lots of doubt.

The anger, the sorrow-it seeps on out. The frustration the apin-it plays about. The joy the happiness-it's all doubt, because the anger and sorrow seep on out.

Life is like an ocean, blurry with contamination.

And The Last Time I Saw You, It Was Through Blurry Eyes.

Is This The Way It's Supposed To Be; Me Hating You And You Hating Me??

I'll Say It. I've Lost You.

And The Hardest Thing To Face Isn't you. It's The Fact That You Never Gave Me A Chance.

I guess It All Played Out To Plan ... Didn't It?

Another Day Goes By. And It's Just Another Day I Wonder ... What IF ?