If you could give me one more chance
for me to prove i really can...
His life was not controlled by him
his parents made his every move...
Talent doesn't matter
it's looks that count the most...
Debbie looked inside the house
and made sure that no one was home...
Sick. Aware there is no cure
and every second I hurt more...
Withering sentiment.
Beauty that fades...
I knew that you had slipped away
and learned that love was just a pain...
In the midst of the battle,
I find you, so lost...
Such a petal drift away
from where the flower itself lay...
You are a spark
i am butane...
I know i must let you go
although i still see your face...
I lay here in my lonely room
trying to let go of the pain...