dear dad, im feeling angry....
so for now i'll throw on some chello's 
in the hope that they'll mellow my rage filled mind
and allow me to pierce though this mist of hatred
and come out the other side. heres to the family who see
every depth of me and help harness my creativity.
they are the only people to bring me back from the brink
so i'll put ink to paper to show my appreciation cause with
out them i would be unable to think. i would be lost in a
sea of uncertainty drowning in a wash of negativity
contemplating ending it to be free, so i would be allowed to
just be me.



I think i need a man of the cloth to give me more clarity
i think that i have lost all hope in humanity. 
as i sit back on a world that lacks hoping that perhaps this
world will in fact prove me wrong and show there is hope for
the strong. 

words lose there meaning when uttered through lips 
of deceit, as i wonder wearily through this field of defeat
hoping there is more for me.  
im to cynical now talking to a rock just shocks 
and the way you were taken will never be forgot


I think i need a man of the cloth to give me more clarity
i think that i have lost all hope in humanity. 
as i sit back on a world that lacks hoping that perhaps this
world will in fact prove me wrong and show there is hope for
the strong.  

and heres to the faithful forever at my side im eternally
greatful for the laws you abide, of a friendship with true
meaning because without you id be leaning on the side of
insanity with no corse to fight and no light to guide me 
through the sea of depravity. 

I think i need a man of the cloth to give me more clarity
i think that i have lost all hope in humanity. 
as i sit back on a world that lacks hoping that perhaps this
world will in fact prove me wrong and show there is hope for
the strong.  

so lets sit back and relax and watch the world go by as i
try to comply with the rules of goodbye.