06/06/15
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
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
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
they say home is where the heart is but what if you don’t know where
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve