09/09/14
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
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
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
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
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