10/12/15
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
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
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know