| Something | ||
| Inside of | ||
| Me | ||
| Died so | ||
| Long | ||
| Ago | ||
| Can I ever | ||
| Revive | ||
| It | ||
| Find | ||
| Joy | ||
| Again | ||
| I keep | ||
| Trying | ||
| But it | ||
| Won't come | ||
| Back | ||
| The | ||
| Child | ||
| Inside | ||
| So | ||
| Far | ||
| Lost | ||
| Innocence | ||
| Replaced by | ||
| Cynicism | ||
| Cold | ||
| Empty | ||
| Left to my | ||
| Books | ||
| Poetry | ||
| Alone | ||
| Winding my way | ||
| Through | ||
| Life | ||
| But | ||
| Never really | ||
| Living | ||