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

Writing helped me get over
my own insecurity...

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

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

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

Maybe if I weren't here
the world wouldn't be as cold...

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

You say i must eat to live
and to live i must try...

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

Its foul taste
crawling up my throat...

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

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