Too deep in the woods I have run away
For anyone to ever find me...

There is nothing to be afraid of
Just take my hand...

My life is like a sheet of paper
Stepped on...

Where is the light?
I’ve been traveling in this tunnel...

Read part one next or his will make no sense!
My blood is boiling from my anger...

What’s the big deal about fitting in?
Is it another teenage fight to the finish...

Why do we have to live like this?
Divided by religion and race...

My eyes hurt from seeing poems
From people of this site...

The glass shattering
Like my fragile heart...

Such a serene and peaceful place
Filled with simplistic splendor...

I’m just standing in a shadow
In a girl I once knew so well...

I
Can’t stop...