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

It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination

i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine

If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?

fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take

There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her

Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life

As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide

it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live

How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate