Bottled up inside
are the words I never said...
On the way to my morning class
Near the oak tree I was passing...
Saw him standing beside the grave
Beneath the earth his loved one lay...
If you leave I won't cry.
I just don't wanna say goodbye...
When it hurts so bad
why does it feel so good...
Dear greatful soul whose words guide me in the...
sorrow and joy...