Just hoping that I'll find knife.
It's about time to end my life...
Strong hearted
Strong willed...
I thought this it
The love that was destined...
A million words wouldn't change a thing
I know because I've tried...
I'm a refugee in my own home.
Hurt, lost and alone...
Iam a human being
Iam a person among other people...
People say there's always a way out of being hurt
Well show me...
I fight to love
I hate to fight...
Erin of the Sycamore,
Holding in more pain than anyone has ever bore...
Sometimes in the dark
when the humid heat is still pressing down...
Forever I have these scars of pain and loss.
They will always be engraved in my skin...
I'm fighting a lost battle.
I keep striving to be happy...