Walking past my mirror
I stop and look at my face and figure...
He was just peacefully sitting on a wall.
Not knowing that soon everything would go wrong...
Angels Eyes
She presses that mask...
A hit of weed to ease the pain...
I work in a school
full and full of women...
You judge us
when you dont even know us...
The same routine, we are all sheep
failing to show the secrets we keep...
They rose from the dirt
and to the dirt they fall...
I feel like i am traped
no one hears me no one wants to...
I get sick and tired
Of phony people that act like they care...
Face Value
Everyone seems so proud...
The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...