Why\'d I have to be born in such a place?
Into something closest to hell...

I am always wrong,
Under high suspicions...

Fancy words on paper.
feelings of depression,happiness,love,and hate...

Darkness,
Thats all i see...

Dear God,
Answer me this...

My face is clouded
As my emotions collide...

Is love a hundred wild horses inside trying to get...
or maybe a 10.0 earthquake that hits you heart...

As i lay in silence,
my soul is screaming...

Why do i put my life in his hands?
my love for him is great...

Tension shoots through me as i enter his...
Things are screaming at me to turn back...

In the beginning it was love,
Kisses ,hugs and caressing...

Saught by Satan,
Haunted to feel pain...