She hears the whispered laughs,
She hears the whispered taunts...
I live in a prison
Thats what I call my home...
They all think they know,
What goes on inside my head...
Written wen i was 17;
I'm starting to realize...
The heavens cry
And so do I...
With your hand
reach out and...
Who We Are
Black or white, religion or race...
My friends tell me I'm special
I tell them that is kind...
Dreams they fade.
And starts to fly...
He... standing by the corner,, deranged in red...
she... staring at the stars,, frozen in death's...
The memories that haunt me are those of my own...
All of us feel like dead ends
for the lies just keep slipping...