Fighting for the break, that changed us both
deep inside I feel the burn, I feel the depth...

The ones to say forever
leave the fastest...

I'm afraid to sleep, for I may catch a glance
of something I'm holding so very close...

As I sit here in the day, I think of you
first thing comes to mind: why am I so lucky...

With kisses floating on butterflies wings
built just for my once so mellow heart...

From deep inside, I feel there may be a light
but constantly wonder if its developed with spite...

I froze at the sound of the breaking glass
that opened to reminiscence of my past...

Dear diary,
another day has gone by...

A little girl lies
and they wont hear her cries...

Here I sit,
dreaming all the day...

The joke is on you now
do you feel better...

Quit walking on eggshells
as if I think you are perfect...