Yesterday's Sorrow
There's so many days...

It Was All A Dream
I remember you kissing me, holding me...

One small,tender cut
Barely noticeable...

They Call It A Choice
They call it a choice...

He'll be there when you forget
With him, there's no regrets...

She looks in the mirror
Doesn’t like what she sees...

He tied me down
Whispered horrible things...

All I really want
Is to simply go to heaven's calling...

Is there such a word
That truly equals...

I cry inside,
I die inside...

Guilt, disaster, no more laughter
Kleenex on the floor...

Well this won't be exactly perfect, but then again...
It's kinda a song...