05/18/16
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
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’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve