Bombs fall,
and people die...

Myspace is a place for friends,
Comment my page...

Standing on a Bridge,
Peering at the water...

Violence and conflict,
only fights, words, and hate...

Walking through the dark,
turning around...

As the sunlight hits the grass,
and the day olds...

I guess you'll never see,
the feelings I have...

I got a new haircut Friday,
one who few has seen...

Standing on the corner
of a deserted road...

I believe that I am me,
no one has to be anything...