My parents yell and scream
And i weep out of defeat
Thats when i turn to the knife
And cut tell i cut to deep

Even through it all the bond of friendship can never truly be broken.

It is easy to forget your face, easy to forget your voice, and easy to forget your touch. But it is impossible to forget your smile...

Darkness seaps into my skin
As i lie awake in bed
Finishing a book with a happy ending
And wishing happy endings were really true

As you drove away
I wished that you could stay
But to my own dismay
You dissapeared over the horizon

I had to say goodbye
To a wooden casket
And not to your face
Which i now long to see

One day your there
The next your gone
All i want to tell you is
I wish you could have been mine...
And not his...

Bye bye grandpa,
i wish i could say we will meet agian,
but you are in heaven now...
and when i die i am going to hell.

They say i am mad,
that i am simply insane.
But how would they know?
Isn't it only the mad and insane that know what it truely means to be this way?
...How can they call me this,
unless they themselves are mad?

You are the angel from my nightmare
You are the demon from my dream
You are the moonlight from my day
And you are the sunlight from my night...
...Yet you are none of the above