Slap on the lipgloss,
tighten the shirts...

My face turns a beat red.
I can feel your stares upon me...

When youre away
I can rarely get to sleep...

It was almost August,
Time for a new school year...

Me? Do you really want to know?
A dark past, Anguish...

We've known each other
for about 5 years...

The next morning I woke up
and smelt the roses from the funeral pyre...

The air in my face
never felt so good...

She was his everything
and she still...

The flowers I planted
At the house I used to live...

I stand here, in this place
every single morning...

Today I painted a sign
And posted in the gym...