How will I be remembered,
After I expire...

When is love,
Worth fighting for...

My stainless steel butterfly.
Cut me deep, bleed me dry...

How many nights,
Have I cried myself to sleep...

Smacked in the face with true reality,
With the truth of life surrounding me...

Goodbye to a world,
That rejected my very being...

Now I lay me,
Down alone...

What is happening to me,
In this reality of mine...

Sometimes at night,
When I look into the sky...

A long day at work,
I walk through the door...

Our father,
Who is in heaven...

I once was the king of my throne,
But what really do I own...