They sit in the waiting room
their patience running low...

It was August the third
the night this occurred...

That angel sits on the ledge
Sitting in defeat...

Squealing tires, shattering glass
Mangled metal; Broken Fiberglass...

All i ever wanted was you to be there
You, just to pretend like you care...

Broken bodies lay about
and blood was everywhere...

Once upon a time
there was a boy and a girl...

Life for her
was a nightmare...

She sat in her room
her walls were bare...

Red was his favorite color
and anything you asked he knew...

She loved him
with all her heart...

What if, no one was sad
nothing was depressing...