05/18/16
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
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
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say