Water flows through my burnt hands
As I sit here and think...

This smile i wear throughout the day
So warm, so soft and kind...

Drowning in my pitiful sorrow
in this cold deep lake...

They tell me these feelings aren't real
this tormenting that i can feel...

When i call you're never there
is being with me too much to bear...

To those who did me wrong
Played those cruel games...

Thank you for caring
thank you for not staring...

I’m tired, I’m weary of this place
This silent stinging game...

A stream of sorrow flows through my veins
Carving away all essence of life...

When every tear falls down my cheek
A single sign of fear...

When the sight of your face catches
My eyes...

I wish I knew how
It feels to be free...