By Jared Cloutier • Lisbon High School

When I look into your eyes all I see is emptiness,

And I turn and fade to the years we had love. r

So many times we felt complete happiness.

Now torment tears at us, as the angels watch from above.

Weep as they may we fall astray, never looking back.

Never reaching our hands out to find each other

Dreaming of The good times we now label in black.

So the world consumes our lives and you drift to another.

But sorrow and tears of a past love will stay.

For every time you look into the mirror,

All you ever see now is emptiness.