Voices sing happy birthday
Faceless friends surround you...

You were the second person I let get close to me
You were the person I admired...

The lonely cell
dark corridors...

A figure approaches reaching the skies
clad in black the color of night...

Fear of my subconcious
for it opened old wounds...

He sits in class
His secret can destroy...

Stupid boy you wanting him
You knew you could never have him...

I desire your touch
The feeling of your hugs...

A fool for loving you
A fool for wanting to tell you...

A gash made across my healing heart
An old wound now opened up again...

Fingers moving quick across the strings
The bow sliding gracefully across...

The ode to joy
Has lost it's joy...