Happy is what you see, but can't you look past...
cause everytime i see my scars, there lays the...

The sensation trickled down my back,
As I sat in a tub full of water...

Look past my crystal eyes,
Look past my simple smile...

Where am I?
Where are you...

Will you be there when I'm down,
And catch me when I fall...

There, standing,
in front of his canvass rested on it's easel...

Who ever said I could handle anything you threw at...
Who ever said that I'd be OK...

Wait your turn...
Take a breath...

All you hear is the dead silence of blood...
The slight 'tick' of the razor leaving your...

Down to the bottom of my darkness... I fall...
Not sure how to stop...

Standing in the rain...
Staring through the darkness...

Not doing as I am told,
I'm only as free as a caged bird...