I sit and think about what i have done.
I watch the blood begin to run...

The pain inside. they wont go away. they will live...
i am unwanted...

When you look around,
you see people smiling...

My silver slice of freedom
my secret source of power...

Jenny used to be popular,
She had so many friends...

I sit and think about what i have done.
I watch the blood begin to run...

Hatred. the feeling that plunges you down into...
The feeling that deprives you from yourself...

If you said it to anyone else,
You know they couldn’t care less...

You don't know me.
You don't know anything about me...

How can you say you understand when you know you...
How can you say you understand when you don’t...

Why me.
I sit by the window looking out at the street and...

My world.
A swirling mist of pain and hurting...