Between my chest I’m so depressed
I try and try to do my best...

As the year begins to end
my mind will heal and mend...

I have lived
I have lived here for many years...

You are so out of my life
you made me use this knife...

A friend no more
I hate the way you come here...

When is it right to tell you
that everything i have is coming apart...

Even though I might have been mean,
you have lived it through to be sixteen...

I'm just like any other person who gets confused
but then on the other hand I can get easily...

My mind is becoming ooh so thick
with every mist of fog that dims me...

My head hurts is because of you
is it because I'm not responsible...

Why love when you can hate
love just makes your date late...

Away, far away.
In worlds that go, and worlds that come...