You can tell me that I'm wrong,
but I'll still think that way...

I am the one person I fear the most.
Others may hurl abuse, give abuse, threaten abuse...

FIfty years from now I hope I still wear red silk...
And a velvet dressing gown with funky fluffy...

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

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

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

With my purpose unknown I crawl on
Wandering randomly to an unknown place...

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...

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...