(2015)
05/07/15
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
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
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
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
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have