Images still in my head of you dead
  I wish I could take them away instead
  I sit in my room alone and cry over my loss
  Will anything ever be the same?
  I wish I could imagine you happy
  A life of ecstasy that would be good enough to stop the pain that lingers
  In my heart I know I would be content
  It's your forced life...doesn't it feel the same to you?
  I sit and wonder
  While you ponder of pathetic items that bring you happiness
  Those things that put a smile to your face
  Are the things that kill me inside
  I know deep down you have a good heart
  But why am I never included in all of this?
  I take you in...rise you up, yet my soul stays untouched?
  Nothing ever changes in your mind
  Nothing ever changes
  Stick your hate to me
  I'll find a way to break free