I'm sorry for the things I've done;
said; and will do...

You wonder what it would be like without your dad,
your not sure if you'd feel angry or sad...

I am the breath you lost that day,
I am the words you forgot to say...

I tell no one,
I speak of nothing...

Once upon a time there was a girl;
a girl who loathed and despised the whole world...

I'm dying.
Yes...

You can't feel me,
Nor the pain in my soul...

I'm holding the razor,
above my wrist...

As the wind howls
releasing its might...

Oh the patriot,
with the red, white, and blue...

I'm passing down this lonely track,
Pondering, you see...

As I ponder this thicket green,
places beautiful...