A hand that passes through my heart,
Shows a love that means trust...

Having the person you love the most cry,
Really hurts, but having them tell you...

For so long I called you my brother,
I trust my whole life with you...

Everywhere I go,
There's always something...

Someone once told me,
That the grass is much greener...

When I turn 18,
I will no doubt have cops chasing me...

What is this feeling?
I talk about you...

I never realized it would hurt so much,
For you to keep everything from me...

It's been thirteen days,
Since I heard your voice...

Day by day,
Week by week...

When the thunder comes,
It makes my want to scream...

What in gods name has got into me?
I have fallen for the unknown...