I wonder what it's like
to walk in someone else's shoes...

Writing helped me get over
my own insecurity...

I once knew a place
where i lived so wonderfully...

Loneliness is all i feel
there's no one in sight...

When i look into my mirror
i see horrifying things...

You talk to her still
but say she is just a friend...

Its foul taste
crawling up my throat...

She who laughs at my every move
criticizing me from afar...

It's hard to fit in
living in a world that you're constantly...

Looking at old photographs
remembering all of the good things...

When the boiling point comes
to where you're not even sure of what you're...

I have thought about everything today
and there is something that i have to say...