I hope you drown in the ocean called memory lane,
because you go there so much you must be in fame...

Money does not grow on trees or it does and we...
Some where hidden beneath the leaves Goerge...

Your heart is shaded,
pictures faded...

Don't regret the insult that made the person cry,
regret becoming friends with the person who made...

The time we shared,
was never bad...

Everything happens for a reason,
that I know...

Some friends stay,
Some friends go...

I let the monsters control me,
Depression...

Your tears as cold as frozen rain,
Your mind so very far from sain...

Your heart is so disturbing,
your mind pieced together by lies...

Through the clouded minds,
two paths will soon connect...

Painted walls and paper dolls,
lies and memory's...