(2015)
05/07/15
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring