Twisting grass blades around my fingers
A quiet breeze that always lingers...

Theres something on the inside tearing me apart
The killer on the inside stabbing at my heart...

People waitng and observing
And listening to every single thing...

Born in confinement
with no place to rest...

Angels fade into poison despair,
People crowds who are unaware...

There is something about this place we call school
The disgusting reality is just too much for me...

-Note from a friend-
Please tell me whats wrong I want to help you out...

I once had a dad who was special as could be
But he ended his life Right infront of me...

India
today...

Vibrant wings and endless ambitions
Colored smiles race across musicians...

My body invites you into this life.
From a tiny seed to plump cargo...

My eyes start to water
But my tears are hidden...