A cup half empty kind of girl when you found me,
Broken on the inside though you didn't know...

Here's a letter
From my heart...

Obviously not good enough
What is wrong with me...

A blanket of dull and lifeless grey
Covering as far as I can see...

As she walked through the park,
She saw many things...

This small round tear
Dropping from her eye...

With scars on her wrists
And tear-stained cheeks...

Running
Running from nothing...

An emotionless figure sits alone in a chair
Personality of a robot, he doesn't have a care...

Your eyes are always hungrier
Than anything you can stomach...

Your love can find its own way home tonight
Losing its way between the lies and betrayal...

As I look out my window,
On a hot summers day...