The walls close in
the air is stale...

You said you'd be here
every time I cried...

I, Me, Mine, My
Every thing's about self...

Oh what I would do
To look upon your face...

What do you see
when you look at me...

In the quiet
you come to me...

It sits on it's own
locker 49...

Month One
Mummy I have all my organs...

I didn't mean to hurt you
and pretend to say goodbye...

Everyday we spend together
I know you more and more...

A monotone hum in my ear
the numbers start to swirl...

If one more thing
was all I could do...