Here I am all alone,
Sitting here by the phone...

Scars sleep here on my arm,
Feeling lousy keeping calm...

A big bubble of rage fills my Belly
I lash out just like the films on telly...

It's too much for me to take,
I'm so scared that my heart will break...

Why did you leave me here on my own,
You didn't write you didn't phone...

I look at him and my eyes grow wide,
I look at him but my feelings i hide...

She sits in her room all day long,
Wondering what did she do that was so wrong...

Alone she eats in the hall,
To her head they throw a ball...

These three simple words can mean so much,
These eight letters can so a soft and gentle...

His name is Stew,
He says he is five foot with eyes of blue...