Why is it
that im no longer inspired...

I sit here screaming
As the blood rolls down my face...

I started this little box
To tell you how I feel...

You were the one who made me cry
Hurting me more and more as time went by...

I’m sorry I’m not the perfect...
I’m doing the best I can...

You use to tell me
I never am happy around you...

I want my friend back
I never meant for it to be this way...

Remember when I first met you?
About 4 years have gone past...

When we hold hands
I'm in a whole different land...

I’m not sure what to think
I’m not sure what to do...

I want you gone
But somehow I still want you here...

I’m left here to wonder
Now that you’re leaving...