I have a bad habit
it's not smoking, drugs, or drinking...

No one knows
the hell i have lived through...

I can't take it anymore
I can't take being ignored...

The little girl
is long dead...

I got your call
and you said that you...

I take a last look
at my favorite picture of u...

We had got into a fight
and he said he was going to cool down...

I watched a tear
fall off my face to the floor...

There has only been
One or two people...

My wost fear:
It isn't storms...

I hope you know....all three of you
that i would take your pain...

U tell me that i can be who i want to be,
But then u try to change me...