As I lay and sleep at night,
I begin to cry I'm not alright...

Its harder that I thought to fly,
To let go of the tears that I cry...

Today I finally let go,
All the pain and feeling low...

You are my friend,
You really are my world...

I like the way you smile,
I like the way you do your hair...

As we sit and stare at the sky,
On our wings we seem to fly...

As I sit and stare at you,
I now realize I have to get through...

To anyone listening,
There's a story I wish to tell...

Why must I live like this?
When I'm just living to die...

Dear blade of mine,
I'm beginning to beg...

Everytime I see you,
I can't but stop and stare...

You say you hate to see me cry,
Than you turn away...