THIS IS A SONG I WROTE WHEN I HAD THE NOTION FOR...
Tortured by the hatred of what people...

It has never been easy
To tell you how I feel...

Quiet Girl
She walks alone, and dares not speak...

Id count the moments when you said you'd be there
To lift my heart an remove my despair...

I listen closely as the wind blows on my soft skin
Carrying the voice my heart holds within...

This room is cold and quiet; I hear nothing but...

I can feel it inside my soul
This insanity ripping a gaping whole...