I feel as though the walls are closing in on me
I need space...

Awake i feel you
i need to get away...

A hit of weed to ease the pain...

I never ment to hate you
i never ment to cry...

Mommy look at what you've done
look at the things you've done...

Mommy must have hated me
mommy was so mad...

Dear mommy:
remember when i was three...

I'm holding on to love
I'm holding on to us...

I'm walking to the kitchen
I'm getting out the knife...