The pain it consumes me. The truth hides behind...

The eyes the eyes there their. Why are they
there. Why do I let them haunt me. Why do I...

I try not to care, I try not to cry I try
and I try to get through it, but when I see...

My hearts poundings, are they talking about
me, and if they are is it bad or good. Why...

The plates on the wall start to crack. The plates...