When morning comes it'll be too late
I'm sick of this world full of hate...

She's the girl sitting alone
Watching others live their lives...

Make me
Do what you say...

Behind that face
That smiling laughing face...

Birth, Death and Marriage
The three certificates of life...

I have a wire face
Different fingers bend it to suit their needs...

This is the third part of something I'm writing...

All my cuts are healing
My scars they do not show...

Suppoting Cancer
That's what her wristband reads...

Glancing in my direction people see
What they think must be me...

Yesterday i lost myself
Yesterday i died...

Her arms are light upon my shoulders
Her body keeps me warm...