Who will be there
When shit gets rough...

I wake up to your smiling face
And each morning I receive your embrace...

We've both cried many tears
But now it's time for this to end...

Hello. My name is Morgan
I am almost five years old...

Making my world complete
You are what makes my dreams so sweet...

Dear Paige,
I don't know what to say to you...

A thousand words written
Explaining sorrow...

Scared and hunted
Running from pain...

All my heart, I will surrender
To a love so sweet and tender...

I see this distorted image in my mirror
Is that really me...

I’m heading off to nowhere
Where people won’t know me...

Waking up to the same shit
I've had enough of it...