01/15/15
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
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
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her