Tic
Tock...

You may not have of heard
But I was the girl who was crying her lungs out...

At the far end
In the corner...

To live a lie
With no room to fly...

Going down
can't get up...

Flowers grow, Flowers bloom, Flowers produce...
Flowers contain or hold their own water...

They all start as seeds
They grow up towards the sky...

The water flows smooth
Comes up and touches your feet...

Remember Jack and his sister Jill
Guess what they have a friend named Bill...

It's time to face my fears...
The one I was scared of most...

This is suppose 2 b...
you must be crazy...

Just lying in my bed
looking out the window...