Sick of living
Sick of life...
I saw you staring,
Staring at me...
When I way young
I didn't know...
You see what I want you to see,
I am not what I appear...
Patched personality
Devoured inside...
You dont understand what i'm feeling
i'm not really happy...
June 29, 1989, a terrible mistake was made.
A little baby boy was born...
My mind twisting in each direction
So many thoughts, so little thrills...
There is no way you can fully understand the pain...
Do you even hear me talking to you...
I'm drowning in my thoughts
so i'm putting my hands up for help...
I look around at all these people,
they call themselves my friends...
§About A Little Town In The Middle Of...
I caught a train to somewhere, some time ago...