You look at me with those eyes...
Looking at me with shame...

Who cares if you're happy?
Who cares if you're sad...

Did I make you happy?
Did I make you cry...

Life is like a journal,
Filled with hopes and dreams...

For years I have lived without knowing how,
I question myself, trying not to lie...

The paper bag,
Simply put on a desk...

Life gone so young,
People grieve so...

Everyone wants somebody there,
Somebody, anybody, that really cares...

The solid rock,
We break down...

They say what they say,
But do they know...

(Note* This is kind of something happening in my...
Been a year or two when I lost my faith...

What is life about?
Hurt and pain has been the story now...