Feeling sad,
feeling mad...

Each story has it's ending,
whether good or bad...

Look at me,
what do you see...

When i think of losing you,
a cold chill runs up my spine...

Love Please Listen to my heart
I think of you every minute of everyday...

His hair light brown,
truthful eyes...

The words don't come out right,
my actions don't get through...

When I look up at the sky,
I some how see your face...

HEAR THEM!
the voices talking in your head...

I miss the days, where we couldn't get enough.
Where we'd do anything, to always stay in touch...

The chains grasp my heart
his voice chills my skin...

Tied to the bed,
screaming for someone...