I feel the burn hit my lips
Fun and laughs with every sip...

I'm still alive,
My heart still beats...

I'm unsure where to go from here
Nothing seems clear...

The pain I feel,
It's fust unreal...

I love the way you take my hand,
look into my eyes and stop to stand...

Written October 1 2004
A white sheet of paper...

The monstrous murder of Emmett Till
Is vivid and haunting in memories still...

Alone
Believing that I...

So whats this I hear about us breaking?
Shouldn't I feel some pain or aching...

Hey you,
yeah you...

When I was a little girl,
I had the world offered to me...

I have spent countless hours planning,
drew pictures, crunched numbers...