Racing forward
shunning the past...

Tell me the truth
don't give me a darn lie...

In my darkened room
i sit alone...

Why is there always
a fine line...

So distant
the space between us...

No tears left
no words or pain...

I'm changing for the better
even though i like who i am...

In poetic sense
love has no rhyme...

Heart shaped
cut from the mold...

Look at you
young and free...

What have i done
to make you...

Your love
feeds my fire...