(2013)
11/06/13
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
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
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her