What is a best friend?
Someone who is always there when you are in need...

As I sit here wondering what to do
I slowly lose my mind...

Theres this place in my mind
Bright; full of life...

Trapped inside
Im still alive...

I have many questions about many things
Like why we all feel pain sometimes...

There once was a story told far and wide
The story of a prince and a maid...

All I have now is the words speaking to me in
Languages I can not understand...

Sitting in this silence it slams against my ears
The burning starts in my feet and makes its way up...

How is it that I know my self is fading yet
I can do nothing to stop this fate...

Am I really here at all?
I listen to your words they break me...

Floating some where
Dont know why...

Filled with darkened sorrow
All the dreams of tomorrow...