06/22/16
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
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
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
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
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…