Broken,
true silence...

I used to be my own
my heart was free to beat...

If you truly didn't care
why where you always there...

All those people playing cool
they think they rule this school...

Its bad
its loneliness...

You think your so good
you used me...

The pain inside is growing
Its making me feel week...

You talk all the time
commute in my mind...

The time of year has passed
only to come back...

As I walk through the crowd
I have no friends, just candidates...

Torments a new way
happening everyday...

When you walk in a forest
look up at the trees...