You touched me when I was a kid
to make matters worse...

Thank you
for creating all of this...

Six months have come and gone
People said we wouldn't last...

He waits in the wings
while you get life going full swing...

Wrapped up tied down
A wild animal in a cage...

On his death bed he reaches out
the ones he loves are there...

People laugh at me
when I cut...

No one knew what would come
when one we become...

An angel I have spied
came to me one stormy night...

July 8th
Once was a ordinary day...

I hate playing the game
when everything stays the same...

Visions of the future
Feeling others pain...