He's the boy with glasses on
and his jet black hair...

Butterflies
and hollow lies...

Its hard to write a poem
when theres tears in your eyes...

When you sky high
and just flying about the rest...

Everythings always so unexplained
and your the one to blame...

One life, one love , one tragic story
a girl with many lies...

This isnt a dream
you awakened me...

Living in a world full of this violence and having...
its like having nothing to live for...

The day i fell in love with you
is the day i started to care...

I wanna get out
i wanna be free...

I cant find my reflection
is this the right direction...