I guess this is my way of showing
That I am falling down again...

I hate that there's no one for me
I'm so lonely but noone sees...

I see my sister sitting there
Drips of blood from her hair...

Life goes on what can you do?
Little things change but nothing's new...

Pack your bags little child
You're leaving now, you're getting out...

Talk around me
Talk straight through me...

Sometimes when you go away
I'm tempted at the bar...

I wish I could but I can't anymore
Give to you what I have...

Boil the kettle, grab a cup
Sit down in front of the telly...

"it's more of a poem with meaning than...
Be happy with what life throws at you...

If the music drums loud enough
It drenches out my feelings...

I guess there's no denying,
I do have a problem...