These are questions to myself to try and understand who i am. You can use them for yourself or even answer them, the choice is yours.
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
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
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
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
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong