You told me a secret
I promised not to tell...

I lie here
in my bed...

Me
Rage...

Seeing life through shades of green
good things keep happening...

You manipulate me
when you want something...

Broken and alone
she sits at home...

Can you hear me
i know you are there...

Memory slowly fades
like petals falling from a rose...

Therapy
like an onion...

Inside of my head is a dark carvern
an empty space...

I charge into battle
my sword raised...

Looking back
there are so many what ifs...