12 18 20 Flash your baby blues baby girlBat those eye lashesSometimes the things you want most you could never buySometimes the memories are made
Beyond the hopeless
12 18 20 Some days we wake full of hopeOther days not so much, we want to go back to bedSome times there are events
Above the clouds
12 18 20 Above the clouds was written when I was in an airplane. The world is full of cloudsSome are wispy and highSome are
Inside my mind
My thoughts are like a whirlpool, only a matter of time before they disappearMy mind like a three ring circus, where things are always happening
Through the pain
This world is burning around meThis world is falling a partThis world is not putting others firstThis world is seeing color again and not accepting
Tears in my eyes
Society tries to tell us, that crying is for the weakYou need to be strong, and people who are viewed as strong don’t cryThe truth