I know there is a path
Covered with dust...

"Oh no" she screamed "My...
When I showed her the scars upon a body...

I watch the water tumble down rapidly
Lighten up by the blue lonesome moon...

Lips are stitched and sealed
Words of pain are left unspoken...

You took my arm and tightly clutched it
Yet your wall remained untouched...

When I was seven,
My mother told me; 'life is hell...

Driven by fear
Every decision...

She sows flower seeds
On the desert's dry land...

I seek perfection
I seek recognition...

She hides
Until she decides...

I have fought my wars
Pounded on all those doors...

I'm depressed
You're obsessed...