But in the end I get caught by them and the confirmations of my reality kill me, and they chip my personality piece by piece

I struggle to keep my fake masked composure up in the society of judgment and criticism 

And all of it is slowly taking it’s toll on me, and I desperately want to give in to the voices in my head

And they whisper to snuff out my light, and sleep peacefully, forever 

But when I hear those voices, I shout! I scream! For them to leave me and I run to take solitude in my yard of trees that tower over me lovingly and they protect me from the whispers

Along I bring music to ease the pain and heal my wounds and cuts of deep hurt of words 

But most importantly I bring my angels that come in the shape of leather books and smell of fine paper, and on that fine paper are words that come from different worlds

Novels filled with stories of love, war, fantasy,  to feed my imagination and distract me from the ugly reality 

As I do all of these things I can’t stop the hot tears dripping off my chin and I mumble my troubles 
And the trees hear my worries and they comfort me with their soft clear sunlight as if telling me to stay out of the dark and stay in their sparkling sunshine

I let my sob ring out until I don’t have any tears left, and I feel a calming peace within my bones as I inhale the sweet perfume of dew on emerald grass

All of nature’s song and surrounds gives me a sense strength and new refound courage 

And once I come out of my solitude I’m ready to face my reality again with renewed strength 

for my light WILL shine bright and you WILL see my light until my Lord calls me home

I will trip and fall on this road of life but when I feel weak I know I can turn to nature’s loving arms for refuge. I now ask you all, where is your place of refuge?

If I die young bury me in satin.
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life,
Well I've had just enough time

And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand
There's a boy here in town says he'll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by

The sharp knife of a short life,
Well I've had just enough time

So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh no I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh (uh oh)

The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save 'em for a time when your really gonna need 'em oh

The sharp knife of a short life,
Well I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys, and I'll wear my pearls