I would give anything to be you…
He cares deeply about you in a way he never cared...

For once in my life I want to
Listen to what everyone has to say...

I met an angel.
He had something else...

As I look in the mirror I see Tears
Brought from Chaos...

Did you ever bother to stop and think,
What if something was to happen to you...

Watching me, wanting you,
I can feel you pulling at me...

Ever wonder how lonely it is, hanging there
All alone, desolate and cold without sound...

I need to get my priorities strait,
But it’s hard with this voice screaming in...

Lava encased in a warm glass skin bubbling...
Covers wrap my feet warding off the cold chill...

Mrs. Van Wyhe gave me
My first sketchbook...

You are my one weakness,
That flaw in the chain...

I regret…
The things that I never said to you...