When i talk to him,
i cant help but smile...

Why do people cry?
why do people lie...

The tears this i hide.
The feelings that are inside...

Sitting in her room.
All day long...

Dying on the inside,
i dont know what to do...

Lost alone again
in this dream...

Why do you have to be sick?
Why did God make you this way...

As I sit on my bed,
blood dripping down...

Sometimes she smiles,
Sometimes she frowns...