My shadow,
moves so slowly in my mind...

Feelings were told in the time Id known you,
Feelings were felt in the time Id hold you...

Does my voice speak another language,
cause you don't seem to notice me...

CRYING,
is what you made me do the day you went away...

I cry when i think of what you've done,
i cut when i think of when i thought u were the...

When i sing i feel free,
i feel im in a place were i want to be...

I cut myself again,
all the blood rush down and made a mess...

I sit in my room trying to stop crying,
I hate my life and all the fighting...

Too bad its hard to talk to you,
i mean it would have been so easy to work it out...