I walk across this burning bridge,
flaming memories turn to ash...

Your always crying to yourself,
no ones listening at all...

She looks at all the smiling faces
she does not belong...

We live in a black and white world,
with standardized lines to show...

Tangle me up in the rope of life,
bind me to the past...

This is my first attempt to write something that...
Our eyes tell more stories than our lips...

Help this lonely child,
take her by the hand...

The fury flame burns,
burns your hope in to ashes...

**this had a kind of rythym like a beat i guess...
Tremble...

I lie beneath the surface,
numb to what i feel...

I'm so sick of this disease
Plagued with misery it seems...