Being my friend
You've always been there for me...

The feelings i feel
i know its not the same...

As I lay on my bed
I think of things that I truly dread...

An endless road it seems to be
with beside it many trees...

Walking among the crowd
You're just another student trapped in time...

Waiting ...fighting
Dying desire...

It will kick in
time will tell...

And he pulled out fear
And placed it on the table...

Attempted to try
Find the great...