(2012)
A VERY short quote; one of the shortest I've ever taken pride in.
I’m hell-bound I’m already dead But I am existing I am me And I will be me
I’ve cursed myself And mocked myself I’ve condemned myself I’ve beaten myself To a bloody pulp
Sometimes I look in the mirror and see a tan… With bright eyes and smile Other times I look in the mirror and I see a…
No matter what anyone says No matter what anyone does You will always have Someone who loves Your smile, your laugh
When I’m done with everything and… I grab my headphones and blast awa… As the light fades with the settin… I lie in silence wide awake I wait for the sun to peak over th…
I’m different than everyone really I’ve never met someone who sees th… It gets lonely I suppose Being different isn’t a bad thing Not always
You’ll never wash the scum from th… Because I will always be here Dwelling beneath the rocks Creating havoc and fear In reality I sort of hate you bec…
I would rather you hate me For the person that I am Than have you love me For something I am not I haven’t figured out yet just wha…
I have the strength to lift us both up. To lift everyone up. I’m strong enough to stand up and fight along side you, and heal your wounds when the battle is over. It’s an on going war. ...
I can feel it coming down, the ang… To take my hand as I turn pale As white as the light, how did I… I’m ready to battle, I’m ready fo… The agony to end in emotionless bl…
You have to give me room You have to let me take this path… You have to give me room to spread… I must learn to fly again Starting from scratch
I’ve got a trigger for a mind I’ve got a gun for a heart No matter which way I turn I’m finished before I even start What’s left of me once I implode
I’m already treated like the highe… But sometimes, life has a way of g… Life likes to knock those in the h… To the lowest places. To the places where you can’t be r…
Last night I had a dream The most sincere and beautiful dre… I was walking down a school hallwa… Books in hand covered in a thin la… I noticed a girl out of the corner…
It’s like constant static in the b… Or a scratched up CD on repeat It’s a voice that is always there… Like parents arguing Over silly, trivial things