I'm just another forgotten kid,
lost in the dark and afraid...

I talk about leaving,
and talk about dieing...

My journal is full of what you think is lies.
they could make you sorrowful...

My love for you is like a moon lite sky.
so gorgeous and precious...

Teachers are hateful,
jerks and old married fags...

Far up in the sky.
it's foggy and peaceful...

Parents fighting, Teens romancing.
Conflicts at home, Love goes crashing...