The memories
The dark and painful moments...

Stare into the eyes of a baby
You can see everything within...

The room is empty
The air is cold and still...

The takes his place up in front
He speaks but yet all I hear is Blah Blah...

Dear "Mother",
I'm the person you want me to be...

Dear Whoever Gets This,
As you can plainly see I've left...

I don't remember a time I was happy
I don't remember a time I didn't fake a smile...

I found a paper just the other day
A paper of mine...

I have all this anger
All this pain...

I hate the way you hold me
I hate the way you kiss me...

I wish these thoughts inside my head
That I have come to dread...

Can't fight this feeling
This feeling that's taking over me...