06/26/14
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
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
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
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
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him