To the world
(2011)
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken