Here I am again sittin in the garden,
Weeds all around me everything has hardened...

The razor blade the razor blade,
I pick up with my hand...

I once was an ugly duckling,
Fat and weird...

He walks in small steps in the dead of night,he's...

Sometimes I sit in my room,
Thinking about my fears...

I sit here in my room,
Thinking bout me and you...

Some people understand me,
And others really don't...

The flame in the candle flickers,
Swaying back and forth...

I have not talked to you for what seems like...
I have shed so so many tears...

When you're in love no one else is in the room,
Your mind is cleaned so there is no fear or doom...

In the day,
Every night...

I actually wrote this after my friend nathan 17...
As I sit here in doubt...