Written by: John Loving III

My hurt that can't be seen
The pain that came
At the end of my dream

It's presense, a horrible thing
I want to let go
But it just seems to cling

It's maker, still walking around
Unaware of my worries
How hard I feel down

I need to hate
But love gets in the way
It holds my rages and makes me to 

Am I the fool
That you want me to be?
It isn't cool what was done to me

What should come 
At the end of a dream?
When the star has been broken and 
ruined the theme

I will survive
But just this one thing
I'm letting go if you can't fix this 

(Dedicated to Colleen Bono)