This means a lot to me...

You know they all say, moving is a great thing

And I say they're all wrong

It destroys me and tears me up inside

I can hardly bear it

Day by day, it all goes by

Every thought, every lie

Sometimes I just want it all to go away

I guess you can say I don't understand

The meaning of all this

When all I see in moving is hurt and pain and anger on top of all

How can I look to the future when I'm stuck in the past?

Midnight