Ever look into the mirror
And hate who\'s staring back...

If all if fine
And all is good...

No matter where I always try
To find a piece of chicken pie...

I just can't write a poem
Not in that state of mind...

Can you hear me smiling?
Can you touch my pain...

They say that we're the stupid ones
They say that we're bad news...

I'll forget you
It will leave...

Are you listening closely?
Come pull up a chair...

You be me
And I'll be you...

This seat I sat in I sit no more
I guess I'll sit upon the floor...

Sometimes I read my books in bed
Sometimes I write down things I've said...

A tear rolled down her rosy cheek
For thoughts alone in night times bleak...