10/12/15
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
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
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with