I still remember the panda you gave me...
The Last time we spoke thats spring...

In Our lives
We cross roads...

Am i dreaming?
am i not...

We are all not one
We all have different problems...

I look into the dark mirror
I see a scared girl...

We are in a battle
of what is wrong and right...

We are kids
Full of pain...

These are the voices
inside my head...

I Don't know what to do anymore
because of there cold stare my eyes are sore...

I only saw him once a day
till the days got shorter...

I sit down on the rock
Watching the twirling wind...

Run down the hall
pass the closet door...