Here I sit writting this
lookin back on my past...

I let these rubies drop,
I let them drop because the pain goes away...

Baby,
I know it is going...

The skies are gray
the world is turning...

Look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me...

I am oh so tired of everything
I am tired of school...

PA and Kentucky
Which one do you chose...

So small yet pure
And crystal clear...

They are the tools that help us live
And do our jobs every day...

I have fallen so many times
Yet you were there to pick me up...

Am I ready for this step?
Am I mature enough to handle it...

I am confused on what to do.
Do I go with my heart, or with my brain...