I could'nt picture it
I could'nt see through the smoke
Everyone looked at me
With eyes filled with hope

And when the rain falls
I will run to shelter
But for now i am alone
And i think that its better

Listen, to my words and my tears
I scream with my pen and paper
I earase memories
Downstairs i hear the laughter
Of someone who'll never know
The life i live, when im alone
And if you take me for what i am
Then i dont think life would be half bad

 
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