He looked at a girl one day,
She caught a glimpse of his eye...

A pie is lots of fun,
It can not harm you like a gun...

I ate my pie and I became sad,
I wanted more which made me mad...

Sigh, thoughts, and horrible fears,
And everything else that causes these tears...

Pop-tarts are so damn nice..
When you heat them they're not as cold as ice...

I fall asleep as I head off into a dream,
Where many things happen that have never been...

When you've done something wrong, your whole mood...
It's not very nice when your mood turns into...

You call me your 'friend',
But we hardly talk...

As I gaze upon the gleaming stars,
I see myself, behind the scars...

Tears of sorrow,
Tears of joy...

We all want the 'perfect' life,
But how are we going to get it...

I sit upon my chair,
I think the things, I can not bare...