I can feel that itch come back again
The imprints you left under my skin...

One day...
I'll be happy...

These harsh times have too many familiarities
Sparking the old thoughts that brought this...

Awake all hours of the night, haunted
Afraid now of what once was ours...

The sounds of this storm calms the shakiest of...
Beauty streaks across the sky, creating...

Countless nights go by where I sleep by force
Tossing, turning, wondering why and what for...

Would you help a hand in need,
If the hand were the reason you bleed...

Somedays the sun shines a little brighter
The weight of the world seems a little lighter...

Silence is the skin that covers every scream of...
That's why every kid is silently cutting each arm...

Here, don't be afraid honey
Place your hands upon mine...

I live everyday in my glass house, on display
My every move and every flaw exposed...

A life built from pieces can shatter too easy
Progression under pressure, makes happiness...