belive me when i say   im so sorry to see   what ive done though out my life   and understand i do not accept pitty    i take my punishment my self    i understand   maby im a hassard to peoples heath   so, so sorry for the pain ive delt      so long,   before i though i was readt to go   i found more,   so much that i belivde is not in store   for me,   and i know that theres somthing wating   be it,   in the deepest ocean,   high up,   into the sky beyond the clouds   if its,   noise or pure harmony   somthing is out there..   waiting,   past the sea,waiting   for me      taking more for myself   so much bitterness   my cure for a intangable welth   and eventhough my emotions are in stealth   trapself in side this shell   me,the creator of my own hell   and dont belive me when i say im fine and well         this is just how i am,and how i tend to be   just waiting for the person   who has that key   the only key   that can set me free   from the image in the mirror   from my fear   the key that shows me to see is not to belive   the key that i need   that will show thr true side of me   that will set me free   the one i need..   free      so long,so much,so free,i need   be it,feel it,not to see it,i need   so long,so free,what i see,inside of me   let be seen,or lead to feel   who i am,what i need,what i will be   come and find me,or is it i who needs to find you   i will feel,and you to help heel   the scar apound my hart,set me,let me   unlock me,finaly free