I have fallen, I have sunk so low. I have messed up, better I should know.

I want to be alone. Sympathies wasted on my hollow shell. I feel there's nothing left to fight for. No reason for a cause.

Larger than life is your fiction in a universe made up of one.

We're constantly being told what other people think we are, and that's why it is so important to know yourself.

In the arms of the angel, fly away from here....you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.

I try so hard to live in the moment - I don't think ahead very much.

Through this world I've stumbled, so many times betrayed, trying to find an honest word, to find the truth enslaved.