God made us all unique,
Born in a world of talents...

Is there a place I haven't been?
Or is this all there is to you...

Softly in the mornings,
My mother lulls to me...

Inside it's tearing me apart,
All of the harsh words people speak...

I can feel the tension when we talk,
It\'s ripping us apart...

Every day my feelings for you change,
One day I hate you to pieces...

Sinking in a trench of fear,
Look left then right; it's all around...

I wrote this letter in my head,
And you'll never read a word...

Last night everything I said was a mistake,
I told you the harshest of things...

He gently held her hand,
Promising never to let go...

I don\\\'t get it,
You tell me to stop it all...

I don't understand a single thing,
Here's the story of how it goes...