Straight from my heart, these words I share.
To let you know, just how much I care.
A touch of love, I hope you feel.
To help you out, when your ready to heal.

I offer a gift, a gift that is true.
To give it away, in all that you do.
A gift of happiness, peace, and yes even love.
This gift is given, straight from our father above.

Some call me a friend, but Jesus is my name.
I share all your feelings, I take away the blame.
Happy or sad, I know your feelings well.
The hearts that are lonely, it is there I will dwell.

Open your hearts, and let us come in.
Our father and I, we can forgive your sin.
Ask me of truth, let your heart lead the way.
Repent and follow me, for soon will be the day.

My head is spinning, round and round.
The room is making, a funny sound.
I see many thing's, in my darkened path.
Death will come, from water in a bath.

My eyes will squint, at the brightness of the sun.
I must get away, from this place I must run.
They strap me down, until I scream.
This place is a nightmare, instead of a dream.

And so I break free, and run through the night.
Over the fence, as I run out of sight.
They will never find me, I know that's true.
I will flap my arms, and fly into the blue.

They say I am crazy, but that's not it at all.
When I get to a phone, E.T. I will call.
They say I am nuts, but they don't know.
I'm just a little different, and I like to let it show.

They hunt me down, dogs sniff out the way.
When they snap at me and growl, I think it's time to play.
I get thrown down to the ground, until I can't see.
They strap me up, and give me drugs, I'm happy as can be.

I hear the thunder, of the old.
The fighting and the war cry's, of the bold.
I see the warriors, fight so hard.
That's what I get, with a library card.

I follow a wagon train, to the wild west.
We travel many days, without any rest.
We fight the Indian's, and make them run.
Because this is a book, we'll have a lot of fun.

I fly up to space, and search the galaxy.
Looking for aliens, and making them flee.
I defend planet Earth, in her hour of need.
Because one day, I wanted to read.

And so the story, must come to an end.
There are no more castles, you need defend.
The good guy leaves, and hopes to disappear.
Until the next time, it's pages hear...
A laugh, a cry, or a fallen tear,
another day, another year.

Imagine thinking that you are worthless,
then imagine the emptiness you would feel.
Depression would come and sadness too,
and everything you did, would never seem real.

You criticize everyone and even yourself,
because a perfect world it should be.
Your outlook on life is negative,
and the pain is to deep to see.

The pity you feel, is only for you,
and your always wondering why.
Suicide is one way to go,
if you really do want to die.

Imagining this is hard I know,
but people really live this way.
It's a lonely existence and all to real,
but it's how they get through the day.

Close your eyes, and look inside.
Find that child, who's trying to hide.
He's the one who's lost and sad.
He feels very lonely, and often times bad.

Find that person, deep within you.
Let him know, that your love is true.
He is very ashamed, and full of fear.
Tell him the good things, that he needs to hear.

It's a time to learn, and a time to grow.
Make peace with yourself, so you will know.
That it's okay to hurt, but not to dwell.
Because then you create, your very own hell.

Build up his confidence, and embrace him tight.
Tell him that you love him, every day and night.
Build up his pride, and also his self-esteem.
Tell him it's okay, to always have a dream.

It's a time to learn, about the person in you.
Let go of the past, and the hurt you went through.
Forgive and forget, because it's  a new day.
And keep talking to him, in your special way.