Little white box of mine,
never know when, to...

I wanna scream out loud
I wanna cry with out making...

I'm sick of crying,
I'm sick of dying...

I read my poem
in class today...

My hear has been
chained down...

Where does it say
we have the right...

The bes is so hard,
the wind is silent...

Lying awake in my
bed...

It's dark in here
all i can hear...

Tears formed in
my eyes...

I want to scream
I want to cry...

No one is around,
no one to hear the sound...