Hark! Lend thy tender ears,
Thy name, sweet tenor like Heaven fell...

If I were to produce a photocopy of myself,
The exact replica of what all else see...

I dared not speak aloud
And thusly lost my voice of reason...

A broken woven path we weave,
Of dusted cobbler stone so broken...

Blinding pain.
Agony...

Another year gone by so fast,
No time to reflect on the past...

Speak your mind. Don't let anyone tell you what...
Don't be a fool, stay in school...

I am your tragedy.
I am what you dare not see...

Driving through the darkened night
The taillights hinder my sight...

You went away.
Laid smiling...

Broken on the inside
I wonder if you cared...

Darkened angel, I believed
You were my savoir in my time of need...