I have my problems, and so do you,
we all will screw up, in the things we do...

*This is a "song"...*
It hurts to say...

Burning myself with seering flames,
just to try and stop the pains...

*This is a "song"...*
I'm sorry, I can't sleep...

*This is a "song"...*
Could you hold my hand, cause you hold my heart...

*This is a "song"...*
You give, You give, You give...

Sometimes I felt like everything was in vain,
sometimes I felt like giving up on life...

Who are we, to ask You why,
who are we, to tell You what is fair...

I was down and I was out,
and my heart was filled with doubt...

This is the poem I can't write,
I've struggled with it day and night...

Time keeps on slipping,
there's so much to say...

*This is a song...*
I've been sitting in this place...