10/09/13
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
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
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
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
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 am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
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