this is what i said and meant but unfortunately the opposite of what i did 08/30/15
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
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
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
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
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it