Images still in my head of you dead I wish I could take them away, instead, I sit in my room alone and cry over my loss Will anything ever be the same? I wish I could imagine you happy A life of ecstasy that would be good enough to stop the pain that lingers In my heart, I know I would be content It's your forced life...It's your forced life...doesn't it feel the same to you? I sit and wonder While you ponder of pathetic items that bring you happiness Those things that put a smile to your face Are the things that k** me inside I know deep down you have a good heart But why am I never included in all of this? I take you in...rise you up, yet my soul stays untouched Nothing ever changes in your mind It's your forced life...It's your forced life...doesn't it feel the same today? Nothing ever changes Stick your hate to me I'll find a way to break free