As i sit here writing
the notes of your name...

Im invisible to you you don't notice me
I pass you in the hall...

I never should of
it was my fault...

I woke up today
and thought about you...

The rose i set on your pillow
with the pillow smelling like me...

All in the halls i look at you
but you never notice me...

One note is all it took
to take me back...

I feel the kill of others
i seem to shaking...

Wake up in the morning
and the first that i do...

Grieving
crying...

When you left you didnt even say good bye
i see you in a picture and i wonder why...

The morning you woke up an orphan you had no...