You have time to be there father
You have time to be his wife...

The storm outside reminds me of my life
The rain pouring down from the clouds are the same...

I do not know why
Nor do I think I shall ever know why...

If i killed myself
would you then care about the words that you...

Your hands around my waist
Bring so many lovely thoughts...

Harsh words
tears slide...

She walks alone in the hallways
With friends right by her side...

Sprinting in the sand
Just want to escape...

My mood is the same shade of gray as the sky...
The clouds cry the tears I will never shed for you...

Why is it so hard to let someone see how much you...
So closed off...

I want someone who thinks im perfect....
someone who doesnt tell me everything i do...

Silent tears fall down her cheeks
as she falls through her life...