The pitter patter of my heart...
Beating wildly in my chest...

As i sit here on my bed and cry
i cant help but wonder, why...

You didn't always want me.
You didn't always care...

My love for you can not be broken.
My love for you is easy to see...

I've tried many ways to end my live
for now I've taken to the knife...

Far away in another land,
sits a little girl, playing in the sand...

Numbers Numbers
Running through my mind...

Alone in my room, as I sit and write,
I can't help but think somethings wrong tonight...

Pitter, Putter, Stutter- STOP!
Don't think of the things you think you thought...

The pain of sorrow, the fear of failing
The stress of the world is on my back...

Not doing any work, sitting here,
in study hall, trying to put on a face of cheer...

Here and now I sit and think
About a guy that drives me insane...