I told myself it was too much
I couldn't take it anymore...

I'm tired of the structure inside my head
Holding me back, I feel alive, but dead...

Ever feel like there's no thrill
Even on a brand new day...

It's been awhile since we've been kids
Isn't it funny how time flies...

For My Poppop
I wish that I had listened more...

Free
She wonders if anyone's there...

Filled with discouragement because the mirror...
Everything about her, that she didn't want to be...

The words I said inside my head
Never made it to your heart...

Still too young to give my heart
Though it desires to be taken...

He sits down on the wooden park bench
Holds his shaved head in his hands...

Another name unnoticed
In the pages of this book...

In case I've never told you
Here's what I'd like to say...