I'm walking to the kitchen
I'm getting out the knife...

Tears left on my pillow
laughs left at the park...

I feel as though the walls are closing in on me
I need space...

A hit of weed to ease the pain...

I never ment to hate you
i never ment to cry...

I'm holding on to love
I'm holding on to us...

Dear mommy:
remember when i was three...

A girl i used to know
screamed at me today...

You look at me and say
all those hateful things...

Another day another time
this life is hard but its mine...

Hold me let you wont let go
kiss me like we're all alone...

He was my only friend
the guy who made me who i am...