05/07/15
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand