Cold and White Like Christmas Morning Snow
Comes in many forms like whole, skim...

There is one place where I can find peace
One place where I can forget my troubles...

My heart yearns for a burning passion
Some day I hope it will be found...

I have a great power
That lies deep inside...

I was turned down,
Rejected...

I start to run a race, a moment passes then
I fall and hit the pavement...

I wish I could control myself
And know what you are thinking...

There is a picture of a smiley face that hangs on...
As I sit in my padded little room in my little...

The blood runs dry beneath my eye
The pain I have, never made my cry...

Walking through faces she is completely alone,
And she dreams of times when she has not a home...

Strutting your stuff as you go on your way,
At first glance people call you gay...

A boy, unknown, unnoticed
A boy, afraid, ashamed...