The tickling feeling you feel inside
that makes you laugh,yet want to hide...

No more will I be stepped on
No more will I believe...

Been picked at,
for so long...

I sit in my room
listening to people fight...

I see that look in your eyes
and i hate and despise...

So far aper
yet close together...

Look into my eyes
are you trying to tell me you don't see...

A father can be so many things,
sometimes he can be unseen...

Friend ship is the thing I treasure most.
because when you feel sad...

I looked at her, she looked at me
never knowing what would be...

Scars you cant see
because they are underneath...

I cant think
My head is spinning...