I dance
with the dust motes in the air...

Screaming at the top of her lungs
yet she never makes a sound...

Falling into permanent nasuea,
a little blood, a couple lies...

Too many things I need to do,
overwhelmed by reasons to live...

Stuffed her head with cotton
fill her ears with lies...

A little life saver
so sad and hard...

Just another teenage trend,
passing on the media breeze...

The letters you wrote
are burning on the floor...

Once upon a time,
in a land of misery and pain...

An ebony box lays hidden
deep in a chamber in the dark...

Once upon a rainstorm,
hurricae violent upon the wind...

I'm living in this dark cave
with a few lights here or there...