Heaven is the bed I make and Hell is where I've slept And I know there are parts of me who not know where I've been Can somebody please tell me why I worry like I do? This pain I feel don't feel like mine I don't know what to do with it Here, I'll play dead, in the pool I float like I won't sink Instead of trying to swim to shore, I call for help...Learn More

I'm still kicking among the living Is this a gift or a sickness Gracious, angry, I can see through the hidden I'm not doing this I don't know why I can't seem to acquire a taste, it still burns my eyes Nothing goes as planned What would make someone ever wanna go back? A part of me wants to accept the fact that every being that breathes polluted...Learn More