They think I have it so easy,
cause sports is where I excel...

How can I bring myself to care,
when everything I want is there...

Every day I walk to school,
with a dozen of holes in my shoes...

So numb
words never sound right...

Friendships are supposed to be forever,
but ours has been way to badly burned...

This is just a little something that I wrote for...
Happy birthday Mommy...

An innocent angel you aren't,
but a child you'll always be...

A fair lady that I know to well,
for she's always on my mind...

Tortured souls,
with no escape...

Flowers
spreading their roots...

Dig,
searching...

Each word was like a song
said to string me along...