03/10/15
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
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…
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given