How can i believe that you love me when you won't listen to my cares? You only love the way you want me to be? I'm so lonely.

I listen to my favorite songs, but their magic doesn't reach me this time. The familiarity is soothing, but they have no balm.

I feel so alone. It is as though there are some who reach out for me, and i sense their concern, but they cannot reach me. I am lost in the vast darkness. alone

Let me get lost here in my forest- i don't care how long i'm in here. Leave me. It's safe here.

The music is welcome to my ears, as it stirs my heart like the breeze through the pines. It's sweet scent is carried on, cooling the sorrow.

Soaked to the skin, i sit and wait out the storm. It no longer shocks me when the wind bites, and i can't get any wetter. Nothing matters.

A storm rages in the forest! I find myself alone, wet, thrown about by the wind, with no chance for shelter.

I am deep within my forest, beneath the soft pines and lofty branches. It is cool and restful here. Yet I long to be missed...

A strange breeze can stir the soul.