03/25/15
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men