She looks in the mirror
and doesn't see herself...

Do I tell the truth?
Just to make you smile...

I'm not angry, I'm just annoyed.
I'm not petty, I'm just destroyed...

The Fights and the arguments
I always blame the parents...

My Fight
Crying constantly at night...

I hope and pray that she, isn't her,
Because soon my pain will turn to anger...

It's peculiar how I no what you mean,
Even when I don't agree...

You say: This is madness
We're all one person less...

The keyboard at my finger tips,
Him reaching down towards my hips...

For all these things that I have done,
The emotional weight: now weighing tons...

As the rain drips
And the sky becomes darker...

See the beauty of red rose petals.
It dies, and then soon the redness falls...