04/22/14
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
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
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
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
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard