It seemed like every night my parents would be...
they'd shove me across the room...

Fighting a war within himself
attempting to prove...

Desperation clouds my mind
A little piece of hope...

The night the first thought struck me,
As though the world stopped spinning...

A clever lie to deceive
a hopeless heart to receive...

As I stepped into the room
all of their eyes fell on me...

I've taken the time to write down
a few ideas of mine...

What can I say
that hasn't been said already...

Lord, I envy the bird
with who's powerful beat...