My mind - a blank canvas Days spent alone Nights cold and lonely I don't wish to be phony If only he could hear me Like rain hitting glass You've become part of my past While I was looking towards the future Nights cold and lonely Nothing but filled with torture Dont need any lectures

Mind - gone bitter I don't resent Just need a way to vent Let's write an ammend Heart - unbends Rings out with a titter Smiles go unfiltered My mind - a canvas after all

(March 15, 2010)