These are questions to myself to try and understand who i am. You can use them for yourself or even answer them, the choice is yours.
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the 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
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I