(12)
tghis is suicide atempt # ?
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
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
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
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…