08/29/15
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own