Chill tickles the toes.
Alarm...

I want to show you my sorrow
I want to show you my agony...

Glance through
Sole in light...

To accomplish a simple something
It should be celebrated...

What to do?
A daunting task strung above my head...

Honestly,
for whom does the world turn for...

And then it was...
existence came to be and so we live...

Now is to late to change it
hindsight is always 20/20, so...

Something always draws me back to you.
Why are you so ingrained in my heart...