When I think about
the next time...

I wise man once said to me
"the man whom spends his life searching for...

I never really cared what people thought
I wore what I wanted...

Feeling dizzy
feeling weak...

You threw the phone
and yelled in agony...

I see a boy
standing there...

The demons from my past
Have returned to reignite the fear...

I suppose it was my fault
that this all fell apart...

He kissed her
he didn't even know her name...

To live without air
To sing without a voice...

Have you ever heard
A wealthy stay at home mum with a nanny...

You hide from the world
To afraid to look at yourself...