• My mind is unraveling
    from within the seams
    strange things are traveling
    inside my dreams

    you might find
    I look okay
    but my mind
    is slipping away

    its far to late
    to return
    now this hate
    will surely burn

    refusing to save me
    its your fault too
    now my mind is free
    of course its true

    I see you cry
    I know its not true
    what have I
    ever done to you

    but its okay
    because visting hours
    are wednsday