When times are s**t,
just sit and think...

I would like to drift
away from everything under a doves wing...

Love and hate,
Right and wrong...

I wandered aimlessly,
looking with my eyes wide shut...

As i lay,
my soul being devoured...

As a child, i longed for a brother or sister,
someone to keep me company...

Eyes are beautiful,
Eyes are the key to your soul...

Blades slice through me
like a knife through an apple...

The morning sun sparkles,
across the due grass...

Sometimes i feel
so lost, so unaware...

In the dawn of day,
the birds fly high...

Love life,
Fresh air in your lungs...