I want to join the air force
and I want to fly...

I want to be beautiful.
Not pretty, not cute...

Sometimes you...
Like the world is on your shoulders...

Just those few seconds-
A froxen moment...

Sometimes I close my eyes
and see you standing there...

I feel so ashamed
you tel me not to...

Sometimes i wonder
if god is a drunk...

I hate to be forcedinto silence
where everyone can hear your thoughts...

There once was a young girl
living in a house down a dusty dirt path...

Where are you?
the person I need to...

I ran
Clad in...

Im not pushing you away
because I dont want you...