I'm trapped
i can't escape...

No one to turn to
no where to run...

I'm on my way
I'm letting go...

The shadows are overwhelming
And the air begins to sting...

I'm giving it up
throwing the razor away...

It was 1989
Sara came into the world...

Have you ever felt lost
knowing where you are...

Do you wanna no a secret
that Ive never told before...

She is crying
alone at night...

Here's a little story
actually it's a poem...

I don't hate
not even you...

Theres thing i want to do
other then give in...