there once was a kid who thought that out of every badness comes a great goodness onetime he met creepy guy who told warned him not to trust everyone as you don't trust a wild snake the kid said out of every good deed there was a bad one the guy had nothing else to say then one day there was a group of kids and they went to him about a week later he was arrested and hanged because he believed that they had good in them but they blamed them for there mistakes he died as the old man attended his funeral he said trust many but not all

plain like a white board in class
a quiet class while everybody is taking a test
fidgeting with you're pencil
as you wait for everybody to get done
why is this taking so long

you want to know about cold
i guess you have not been told
you might freeze beer
i guess you don't have a tear
try to show some mercy
i guess you don't know how
you try to look down
but im up in the stars
not looking down at you
i don't have time to frown
at you trying to get me down
but i will keep going up
climbing that ladder
not looking at you
because your to below
for me to see you
try to fight me but you can't
reach me because you are on the cliff
about to fall from my drift

in a party warmness washes over me
as other greet me of my day of birth
looking at the family the warmth feeling
wishing the day would repeat again
as im on a bed of my last breath
i am greeted with a farewell
as i went to a peaceful sleep
as the darkness shrouds me

being left alone with the darkness you left me
I am still waiting for your forgiveness
sorry a thousand times filled with pain
but you left me in the darkness
if I could make it better would you forgive me
would you forgive the pain or leave me in the dark
with the darkness that consumes me
sorry for filling your eyes with unspoken tears
just for not saying sorry and not being there

as the car leaves
i wonder how far
before they come back
still waiting for only
for jack to come back
to reveal my fate
that they left the state

trying to feel better but keeps coming back
the image of a crash everyday
keeps invading my dreams becoming nightmares
everytime I be in that car I relive that day
the pain on my right arm to the my throat getting choked by fear
everytime i be in that car i see the coffee flying from that crash
maybe i will not freak out again if i go in that car