Janelle Morehart (Feb.25,1992 / Some Army Hospital in Georgia)

The way you look at me
It isnt right
Your touch across my skin
Colder than ice
Your eye's an abyss
God help me Im lost
Your embrace
So restricting
Your kiss
It's killing me
Why did this happen
How could this be
I thought you were it
The one just for me
But oh no I was wrong
Hell cursed me
I am too wrong
I need to get away
So very far away
I need a place
Where none know my face
Because this fate with you
Is not and never will be
True