I've climbed mountains
only to tumble back down...

They say girls
are made from spice...

Cotton white
faded in sky blue...

Mommy why am I so different?
I'm not like all the other girls...

She was his world
the apple of his eye...

I sensed her warmth
in the beaming sun...

Stubborn tears
trickle down...

I don't know what's gone wrong
Between you and Mom...

Lonesome Tree
birthed from a tiny seed...

Since you left, I've been thinking about you
I've been doing that a lot lately...

Drowned in a bath tub
a boy robbed of his life...

Its been standing there for years
passed on from generations...