I was once a good child,
Please the parents...
Making a prision cell in my mind
I slowly lost my sight...
How could someone
Have so much pain...
What’s the point of living
When you’re just gonna die...
That's it
I'm giving in...
I've tried so hard
To tell myself you're gone...
I am confused and lost in this game,
My life as I know it, isn't the same...
Swan dive head first into that icy blue
Cleanse my spirit that's been ripped in two...
I'm staring at your picture now,
Clutched tight in my hand...
Loving of the one held dear,
every hell filled day...
My mother was born on november 10th 1959 She was a...
writtin by Me after my mom did at 44 years old...
I cry night and day
They try to stop me...