Tears I weep now.
Come from the soul...
Hello, I love you,
Goodbye, I need you...
Not once did I expect this to happen.
Never in my wildest dream that I've fallen...
My phone was ringing,
it was her mom...
I went to bed,
To go to sleep...
Confused mind,
broken heart...
Fine has so many different meanings
especially for every person that uses it...
This dead beat heart,
lying on the floor...
How will it feel
to rhyme with the world...
I'm losing my mind.
I can no longer find...
Unlike the girls and boys, the soul sat under her...
Writing in her diary, spilling out her entire...
every drop of ink lets out her hidden pain...