I am wide awake
now feeling the pain...

Crying hard
in the dark...

Holding on to dear life
Trying to stay alive...

They say that I like you
And maybe it’s true...

I work alone
Deep in my room...

I am a prisoner
Inside my own head...

I loved you
I thought you loved me too...

We were best friends
All through 8th grade...

You and me
I love you, I miss you...

Holding your hands
Beside the river bank...