I could write a poem
About the days of me and you...
You were my life, my everything
you were my reason for smiling...
Sorrow has no place
I'm left here in a waste...
It was more than a white lie,
To say that I was alright...
Dancing with sweet feminism,
above cemeteries of barren fields...
My hands start to shake
The girl tells me I'm useless...
Watch out, lost pet
there's a storm closing in...
Growing up,
I've been beat up...
Every Tear That falls upon my cheeks onto the...
With every tear, I sit here wishing you were...
A collage of feeling,
Not adequate enough...
You hear the screams,
And you wonder why...
He's in my room tonight
Waiting for me to say goodnight...