looking back on what I've done,
I've never been so ashamed,
regret casts a shadow over
the still frames of my past,
I don't know if I can ever make things better,
because hope always seems to be fading,

my innocence is captured in pictures,
imprisoned within the frames,
now all I can do is look through the pages,
never finding anything new

there are people around me
who hope I find my way back
to a safer state of mind,
they are plain to see,
but I'm.....     too afraid,...........
so I avoid the questions,
and avoid the pain,
telling lies through my smilling gritted teeth,
it's my own fault that I start to sink......again

my innocence is captured in pictures.
and now I want it back,
but all I can do is look through the pages,
never finding anything new,

I never thought memories,
could be so painfull,
they're haunting my every step,
avoiding the pain,
just keeps me trapped in time,
I wonder if I'll ever move on.......