• Lied to by people who clame to care .
    I Feel the pain as I am aware .
    Angry at my life in all
    As I reach the top then I fall.
    Disappointment they say
    life becomes glumier each day.
    Lying in my sorrow and blood
    wash pain away like a flood
    they see a smile
    when all the while
    the person beneith
    is nothing but greif
    fly away I want to so bad
    wouldn't miss me wouldn't be sad
    a heavy weight this has become
    confined I am and cannot run
    when is the day I will see the light
    when everything is happy and just alright
    dreams of that day fill me with hope
    but until then I do nothing but mope