This isn't who i am
who is behind this mask...

I once had a friend
but now, i don't know where she went...

You slowly tell what you expect
what you demand, what you'll respect...

You're like a poem, written by the heart of god
stars stolen from your eyes, fixed in the sky...

I see your lips moving they say nice things
but all i hear is pain death and remorse...

I carry secrets
but my back can't take anymore pain...

Sucking the sleep out of my bed
sucking the knowledge out of my books...

Shame
i do not know that word...

A picture can say more than a thousand words
But that is all it can...