this one was inspired by a friends word
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
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’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say