Sometimes I wonder where I'd be,
Where I'd be if you hadn't picked me...

No, I'm not fine, thank you.
I'm way beyond help, I'm way beyond rescue...

She tries so hard and no one sees,
Sees the perfect person she tries to be...

A new life, a new canvas, a brand new start,
Life is seen by me as a peice of art...

The pen is nervous as it shakes in my hand,
waiting for this mental block to expand...

The hours pass by like nothing,
Each one passes without a change...

I didn't used to have a sweet tooth
Content with carrots and red meat...

Me, myself, and I.
Too commitment shy...