My eyes they tell a story,
of someone very strong...

I want you to be happy,
after all these years of pain...

I glaze into the Morror,
your reflection i see...

Dear god.
This life that u have give me...

In my place,
there is a hole...

Upstairs...dreaming...
I hear heartache...

One moment,
In ones life...

There was a time when I cared,
Cared so much I came last...

Its hard to say I need you,
after all thats said and done...

A child does not need money,
they simply need just love...

Some people live the easy life...
Dont go through pain, dont go through strife...

How much more shit can I take?
Its driving me insane...