This is part of my life. Who can answer the question hidden in the lines? 10/24/14
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
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
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize