I woke up this morning
Realizing it was all a dream...
I think I know now, why
why you've avoided me...
Life is flying by wither like it or not
it's hard to refuse when your so alone...
Silently I sit and cry,
Silently I want to die...
How does that make you feel father,
To make your daughter cry...
She's
grown old...
Her melancholic voice echoes through the dessert
Her feet tap on the sand...
Staring through blind eyes.
At a world that is so cold...
Why can't be strong
why can't i ignore...
She walks down the hall like nothing matters
She just listens to the other girls as they...
This life is so lame
there is nothing but pain...
She cries
fields of daisies...