Sitting alone on my bed,
I think about my life...

To fly is to know that you're alive,
Especially when flying on wings of fire...

"Stay," I begged,
But he had to leave...

As every second passes I realise,
More each time...

I know these words
Won't come anywhere near...

Confused
About love...

I hate everything I am
Because it is what you created...

Hate.
Such an angry word...

Eleven years I've known you.
For eleven years I've cried...

In our secret, quite place,
I know you are there...

It was a night
Oh so dark...

As kids we're taught
That you can't always...