There's a cut I cannot see
it stings and burns...
He sits at the bar
and drinks to the death...
My wings they never fail me
I always soar up high...
I've always wondered why you left me
and why you were not there...
Now daddy you're not there for me
I don't know what to do...
Death
no one knows what it's like...
This fear growing inside me
of losing friends...
Two trees standing tall
in their glory all...
The green-eyed boy waits alone
waiting for what we may never know...
Flowers all around me
the colors have such contrast...
Is there a god
'cause he seems not to care...
Maggie had the best of days
though it's all lost in a haze...