04/26/15
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
How my heart does beat simply by reading your words How it feels like it shall burst from me when you are near When time and space separate
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I