things can be tough
when I don't get my way
things turned rough
they turned black, they turned grey
things have gone long
and things have gone by
I wish you'd let me
spread my wings and fly
it's not fair
and it's not right
for me: Tessa
it's time to take flight
i really don't care
what anyone thinks
and what does it matter
life changes everytime I blink
I could cry
I could get mad
but then what would happen
that's right, I'd be sad
I can't help it
and I can't get over it
when those thoughts come to mind
being rational I quit
I start to break down
I start to freak out
it starts with a frown
and ends with a shout
I've tried to forget it
I've tried not to cry
and to these feelings
I want to say goodbye
so, you hear me
and you hear me good
I put on the happy
and it ended in blood
so if you want to help
than you can
but first
you've got to follow my plan
I can't do it without you
and I know it's hard
but we can get through this
though we're already scarred