I went out into the world unsure of my steps,
Always seeking for something new...

What is love?
Is it hatred, confusion, and lust...

So i guess this is what it feels like
when every things ripped away...

I wonder if they know.
They couldn't know...

My sister is a river: so smooth, and steady...
Then going down stream a little farther you hit...

Dedicated
Your always smiling...

A tear trickles down my cheek
Why do I feel so weak...

You'll always be a part of me
But what we had wasn't true...

Why is everything so screwed up
Everything and everyone...

Get off my mind
You make me mad...

America is Freedom
It's being able to speak your mind...