I feel your hate creeping up my skin,
its causing goosebumps...

Mommy,Daddy,
I must go...

I\'ve tried and tried,
to become what you wanted...

One sunny day,
my friend turned to me...

I feel a sense of power,
when i hold you...

I open my eyes,
and look around...

I find myself
i look in the mirror...

Damn you,
you did this to me...

Your on my mind,
you never leave...

Oh stop, please stop,
stop this obnoxious music...

The air brushes my face,
as i sit and stare...

Why me?
was i chosen...