The world, the world, the world..
what makes the world go 'round...

His personality shines; strong and brighter,
His soul is revealed; he is a fighter...

The entrance is wide and clear,
leading to a massive space...

Without her, I would be lost, confused, and sad,
thinking about all, of the good times we had...

Hypocrites are repulsive,
juding others based on appearance...

I'm at a loss for words to describe my emotions,
my mind is broken like a puzzle...

An exit is sought, yet not to be found.
Defeat overwhelms me...

Why have I left myself in such a situation,
it's time like these that all is compared and...

With each word, I fall deeper
into this emptiness called life...

High ledges,
burning flames...

How often must we question,
Our abilities and our ways...

You talk about that day, and my gut wrenches.
You say..you will never get over...