Trust is some thing strong,
so hard to give to others...

It's the way that you look deep into my eyes
and I know you can see into my heart...

There's a beautiful pink rose
whose fragile petals are turning black...

Excuses excuses
what the hell are they...

So many people continue to ignore
the little blue clouds that float past...

It has been so long since I have felt
your cold yet comforting touch...

I wonder what your doing
i wonder where you are...

Caught up in his spider web
trapped by all the things he said...

Covering the lush green grass
with the cotton blanket...

I don't even know what to write any more
to make the pain go away...

If you look inside their haunted eyes,
you will see the detachment beginning to...

There are hidden parts of me
echoing in silence, beneath...