04/12/15
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
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