I sit here out of bounds
holding a blade hearing all the sounds...

Heres a letter to the god above
please protect the one i love...

Red,yellow,orange are the colours i dream
hearing hearing the little girl scream...

I'm so used to being sad and unhappy
i found out that my mum wanted me home i become so...

Why is IT every time i close my eyes a tear falls
every time my baby boy call...

I'm sorry i wasn't there
hold up why do u care...

Before you read this i wanna tell you how we met...
i went on holidays...

I feel sorry for lives lost at sea
i feel sorry knowing there lives lead us to be...

B4 i die
i just wanted to say goodbye...

The boy who sits behind me
is really really mean...

Chicko is his name
procteing me was his game...

Why is it every time my life get on track
all my memories pull me back...