I feel disconnected,
a plant uprooted...

I'm bothered by the fact,
that you treasure my mom...

High school friends will come and go,
some you'll forget, some you won't know...

I am going to paint a picture,
of what all of you would see...

I am but a book,
a book beyond a cover...

In the chamber lies his fate.
Himself, a bullet, and the gun...

In life, sometimes, you'll be dealt a bad hand.
It isn't your fault, you must understand...

A bad egg, is an egg, that's made a wrong turn.
Leaving its family and friends quite concerned...

A relationship bound by the court,
two parents yearning to abort...

It's hard to gauge all this rage that I feel.
It's hard to cage all this anger that's real...

Love
So Blind...

Death is so easy,
compared to life...