Two little boys I do see
Standing next to the apple tree...

You said we’d be friends till the end...
Saying it, like it was a little rhyme...

Laying there softly
In my bed...

The past is the past
so many things left behind...

Laying there so innocently
Sleeping in such peace and harmony...

These words I write do not come easy.
My heart weighs heavy...

The lies you speak
They all reek...

From my head into this pen
I do send...

Moonlight
You’re so bright...

Got me flying so high
In the sky like a butterfly...

Never cared what daddy said
Thought it was all just in his head...

So much rage inside of me
So much pain you can not see...