Now I just want to go.�
I used to sing your name.�
Now I can barley make myself say it.�
I used to love my school.�
Now i've begun to doubt it.�
I used to trust everyone.�
Now I feel gaurded and hurt.�
I used to hold my head high.�
Now, I still do, but I want to hide it in the sand.�
I used to believe- in causes, dreams, love....
Now I'm affraid it won't be mine.�
I used to want you.�
Now I want to hit you.�
I hate when they need to put us down.
Love
Anna�