A broken house with the shutters torn  
Once a heart full of love, once a world full of stories
I call hello, hello, but no one seems to be home.

You said you were there from the start, when I was born
But you kept your pill bottles, cigarettes, and daily glories.
A broken house with the shutters torn.

The thought of loosing you sticks in my heart like a thorn.
But the hello's I call are thrown into empty quarries.
I call hello, hello, but no one seems to be home.

Like a cycle of memories I am constantly unborn.
A life full of tears, hope, dreams, all turned into miseries.
A broken house with the shutters torn. Imagery

The grass and trees are now dead and now they mourn.
Every sound echoes, in a place that was once a noisy place empties.
I call hello, hello, but no one seems to be home.

You were once my whole life, but now an unborn smile is covered with a scorn.
Love bathed in blood leaving many ripped arteries.  
A broken house with the shutters torn.
I call hello, hello, but no one seems to be home.

Sometimes I thought I stood alone to wander
Through difficult paths I would walk asunder.
Sometimes I wondered if you really did care
And if you had feelings at the time that seemed so rare.
But now when I look back I see that you tried
You lifted me up and stood by my side
You were there when I would cry
You would bring me joy and wipe my eye.

And now in this room I solemnly stand
And wonder how my life got so bland
You fought by my side
but through my trials I left with pride
And now I wonder why did I grow up?
When I often chose the hard way and the bitter cup
Oh how I want to be a child again
Playful, Joyful, youthful, and where innocence had once been.

You walked me through my path
showed me the better half
and now that you're gone I wish I just had 5 minutes to spare
I would show How much I care
you've helped me with the person i have become
and now my legacy has just begun

I am the person you walk past in the hall.
The person who sees everything
but yet no one sees at all.
I am a nameless face in the endless sea of people.
I see your tears-your fears
and the worst of the worsts the trauma
the heat...a nightmere that haunts you for years.
This is a world of hate and death.
But if you look around I'm there to help

Lighting stroke within our minds
when we firt met
I knew arms were ment for holding
And hugs werer for love.
But you can't be mine-you won't be mine
We're in two different universes across reality
Our minds are different
But our hearts want the same thing.
But fate won't let the puzzle snap.
Love against fate, fate killed the *fool
and the too *sheltered. I love you
I want you...but fate won't break.

You see a person who is worthless
dead
heartless
I see a person who has potential
a person who is alive
and yet blissful.
You see a person who is just another person
in the world
I see a person who is my world
Honey, life is full of scars, tears, heartbreaks
its time to see who you really are to me.

That didn't go the way I planned.

Life death and sorrow is all that remains.
Who am I to you?
A nameless person behind a mask.
I laugh. I sing. I cry.
Hoping to see what the new days will pry.
When I get home I take off the mask
A ****** mess-an impossible task.
You say you want to see who I truly am.
Well I'm a person who is left in a crowd
naturally unseen, captivated in some concealed
prison.
I'm not sure you want to see
the person who is inside me
The person who wants to hurt you
by hurting me.
What am I? You may ask.
A demon, a death wish.
Now which do you really like?
Myself or the mask

This is me now
a candle in the wind that won't blow out.
This is me now
a glass window that won't shatter into pieces.
a friend to all
a demon slowly becoming mortal
This is me now a six year old girl
coming out of the dark.
You can't scare me anymore...
I'm alive...I am brave
I won't shatter under your control
I am strong I am brave.

I am a girl who walks around blindly
A girl, a person who doesn't know her future
You tie me down, You cut me to the core
to a meaningless future.
And like glass I shatter.
My world is fragile
My heart is stone.
And my heart once encrusted in jewels
lays tarnished-broken on mortal ground.
Why would you hurt a good heart?
Why would you throw me away like I was nothing.
I was bold. I was fierce.
But to the rest of the world I was a candle about
to go out.

I am the type of girl who would love to travel the world
and live life for what it is worth
but I'm stuck in a body that wants to sleep all day
cry myself to sleep, but why?
who knows its been this way since birth

I live in a world where clear skies
are clear gray
and peopel recgonize me as just anonether passerby
and the person I'm trying to be is what the say is
going astray

the world has shut me out
closed its door
shut me down from freedom
like its another thing to ignore
              BUT-
because I am the type of girl who loves movies
loves her friends
the people around her far and near
that persuade her to dance in the rain
be who she truly  is
love the odds for who they are
Is why I decided to stay here