Im letting go of what I felt for you.
No longer will I have to hide this...

To have hope
means to have life...

So here i am again
Pencil and paper at hand...

In the shadow of him,
Always I will be...

Look there!
its the camera...

I found his razor
So very sharp...

Mona Lisa Smile
You are so happy...

If only you could see
this other girl trapped inside of me...

Reflections of a past life
will always come back to haunt you...

Hello one hello all
This is a story about a girl...

*Dedicated to my Grandfather*
I tried to find words...

Ask me what’s wrong.
I’ll smile and say everything fine...