A sense of hope
turning in the stomach...

Distance. Seperation.
3 years since passed...

Boredem seeps into the wandering mind
Numbers that hold no meaning...

I seem to have found myself trapped again
I thought I found the love I have missed...

Sitting in my own silence
Captivated by the lonelyness in my heart...

Treatment special, to only one of course.
Never, have I been on the 'good list'. Never will...

A shell of the old me.
Pain has made me this way...

You're just fabric and cotton,
with a few carefully done stitches...

Chains tighten,
around my wrist...

In my head,
it plays all day...

What more do you expect from me?
I'm not normal...

He loves his fallen angel,
with a name as sweet as...