06/06/15
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide