(2013)
11/06/13
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
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
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away