This right here is 4 u
all the time that i tryed...

Im all alone
i dont need a hand...

Suffocation from it all
My lungs slowly shrinking...

All those tears ive wasted
could make a ocean or two...

I look into the reflection
of a stranger...

I'm sorry...
I've messed up for the last time...

Dear Santa,
this is a letter to you...

WHY do i feel so vain?
my life stuffed down the drain...

Each little thing
pushes me away...

Its scarey how i let my pain grow
and i will never let it show...

With this poisonous dissmisive rapture that haunts...

If you knew
how much i care...