Life is a bowl of cherries,
The cherries are decisions we make...

Love is something warm and in fine fettle,
Warmer than hot water from a kettle...

A lonely road to happiness to take on.
to an endless life of death...

What is it to you? who I love...
Why does it even matter...

To you I'm devoted,
I oath to truth...

Am "I" here to change the world?
Do "I" have the power to do so...

Miss America where did you go?
your dream has been destroyed...

Miss America where did you go?
your dream has been destroyed...

Clearly my feelings are stronger,
for you...my heart is yours...

My Candle is dark , like my mind.
colored with morbid image and imagination...

I cut myself; wanting to die,
no more do I want to cry...

I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME...