I am tired
tired of this world...

You know it's all your fault
You keep me locked up in a small vault...

Deep within this longing stare
reveals a tender heart and a drifting soul...

What is hope?
What does it do...

I hope you understand why I feel this way
like the walls are slowly closing...

I hate you
you make me feel this way...

I have a question Billy...
at night when it gets real chilly...

Please lord, let there be peace lord
I'm holding on by a thread...

I was young, you were old
I am bronze and you are gold...

Every time there is a winter night
i dream that you'll be holding me tight...

By Alaina Noelle O'Neill
Would you like to hear a secret...

By Alaina Noelle O'Neill
I need you here and only here...