04/12/15
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could