The pressure is sinking in,
Nowhere to run anymore...

The solid rock,
We break down...

(*Note, this is just a typical poem, I know some...
My heart is racing...

You look at me with those eyes...
Looking at me with shame...

Sometimes you can 't find the things you seek,
Sometimes it's not worth waiting patiently...

A minute to think, to stop, to wonder,
A feeling in my heart, unsettled...

There are people who always smile's.
They don't need a reason...

Snow is pleasant,
Except for the bitter cold...

There is so much that we have lost,
Yet not much was gained...

Everyone wants somebody there,
Somebody, anybody, that really cares...

I look at my dreams,
What I want the most...

Am dumb, I am young.
What more can you expect...