I'm the shoulder they cry on, I'm the person they...
Empty hands are not closed anymore.
...They enclose my ears...
The naked eye:
Walking alone down a secluded country lane...
My head's in a blur,
I can't see around...
You must think
You must think i'm crazy...
Called to fall and known to cause fear
Raped and blood drawn down the coldest tear...
To him life is a game,
a game of misery and pain...
My days,my weeks,my years,they all slip away like...
i observe helplessly on the sidewalk as i have...
My father left me when i was 3 months old
he got to see me everyday until i was about 4 1/2...
Feeling sick,
Short of breath...
Dyed peacock green
Rain sight unseen...
My soul burns,
With so much pain...