Walking down these halls of life,
Over and over, it's so full of strife.
Hour by hou, day by day,
Listening to the same things peole say.

In everybody's life we feel such a void,
There's no way around it, this you can't avoid.
Trying so desperately to find who we are,
We look everywhere, we look to the stars.

Magazines say be so pretty, be so thin,
And there's nothing else to do, but to go out and sin.
I feel so empty, myself I need to find,
I have to say this because these words are mine.

These emotions kill me,
But what will fill me
From the pain I have inside.
I feel so low,
No friend or foe,
Will escape from my mind.

To get rid of the sorrow,
To forget the morrow,
Everyone has to cope,
For me, there's one way,
It's these words I say,
That keep me away from the rope.

There's one person I have to find,
And I found her because these words are mine.
Only mine, they are my own,
The emotions I feel, you can tell by my tone.

The emptiness has gone away,
Because I found the words to say.
There is a pen in my hand,
And I write because I can.
I wrote all this, I wrote this line,
And you can't take that away because
These words are mine.