I feel your hate creeping up my skin,
its causing goosebumps...

Dreams are shed,
along with tears...

Mommy,Daddy,
I must go...

Damn you,
you did this to me...

Your on my mind,
you never leave...

I\'ve tried and tried,
to become what you wanted...

The air brushes my face,
as i sit and stare...

One sunny day,
my friend turned to me...

Why me?
was i chosen...

I feel a sense of power,
when i hold you...

I find myself
i look in the mirror...

I open my eyes,
and look around...