A shiver blows as I stand waiting
Waiting to take my last breath
I never thought, as a child
That it would come so soon
I had always been a happy kid
Smart, with good friends
But, that didn't change anything
It didn't change the way I felt about myself
I was insecure
I didn't fit in
I was an outcast...
My mother once told me,
How much she loved me
It meant a lot back then
And it means even more now
