Full of colors
like a child full of fantasies...

Mommy you lied, when you said you'll always be by...
daddy you lied, when you told me things get better...

I don't belong here,
not in this crowd...

You looked me in the eyes
before you said goodbye...

I am here alone,
through all these years...

Sitting here thinking,
rushing to get things done...

I try and try to reach out to you
i gave you my hand to help out...

I feel like I am an open book,
read by billions...

I lay here everyday, thinking if this is all I...
Going to work and dreading it, but it could be so...