• The chill comes on the wind,
    Blows back my hair,
    hits my boney body,
    but i feel no cold.

    The sun shines down on the sea,
    The surfers smile up at the sky,
    girls sunbathe,
    boys whisle,
    some stare at me "the freak".

    Dinner taste, going down,
    when it comes up it hurts,
    hurts my family,my only friend,
    and....me.

    The meds don't work,no matter how many i take,
    i've been thouht to may shrinks,
    done to many trys at kill myself.

    I've never touched you,
    never kissed you,
    never told you how i feel,
    and now i wish i had.