She is tired of being laughed at.
Alone in the corner is where she sat...

Right now we both know we slippin
Not movin foward like a CD skippin...

I look at the photo album and reminisce.
Some can call me selfish...

The outside world is a jail cell.
Rotten, polluted air is the smell...

He can't stop thinking
To himself how much he loved you...

Here I am again
Sitting here naked...

You're the reason I hate the morning
The numbers on the calender aren't new days...

That day in the hospital
Daddy knew his life would change...

Reaching
Full of hope, my arms stretch...

You walk past me again
With a smile so forced...