There he is
Just standing there...
Looking for my light
while losing all my sight...
Why does it hurt to be proud
Why am I in constant pain...
Have you ever been hurt so deep
Just by your reflection...
Things change over time
time spent alone and far apart...
She was
*perfect...
All the thoughts have burned and left me
these burdened eyes will melt away...
Hit me, hit my face,
Hit my body with no grace...
I use to lay in my bed every night
and cry when they turn out the light...
I slept in the shadows,
Cried in the dark...
I was hurt, I was crying,
You were there, you were there...
I saw the kid walk in the door
dragging his books across the floor...