I'm sorry if I'm not being clear,
But it's not yet clear to me...

I'm breathing in
And I'm breathing out...

I am a child inside
And like a child I hide...

All the memories so close to me
Have faded into simple history...

Don't tell me if it'll hurt me
Lie to me instead...

The clock is ticking
That's all I hear...

I hate that you're on my mind in all I do,
I hate that all songs remind me of you...

I look into your eyes and beg you to stay
Beg you to be mine for one more day...

This pen holds my secrets
This pen holds my dreams...

A tear drops down from eye to cheek,
More follow as I hear the words you speak...

I've learnt to say thankyou when I'm not thankful...
And remain polite to those who don't say it back...

My way is my way and I think that's great
I am who I am and no-one's the same...