Within theses words is my life,

within these pages; my story.

His death cut through me like a knife, 

but through him I see the glory.

I have been told to be who I am and speak my mind,

I still can't seem to find,

the power inside,

to overcome the pain,

that lays upon my shoulders,

like a giant boulder.

Can you hear me now!?

Can you feel me now!?

I have been screaming this at you! 

I have been yelling this at you!

But it has been drowned out by your arrogance and carelessness.

I used all of the energy I can caress,

wasting it on you being so heartless.

I am angry and tired,

you can say you know what its like,

but then you would be a liar.

Farewell to the old me.

We are not friends anymore you don't know me.

Don't forget this; don't forget me,

I will not go away that easily.