Thanks for being there for me when I lived there...
Thanks for allowing to let me go...
The Pain,
The Hate...
My friend wrote this and i just wanted to share...
Have you ever wondered which hurts the most...
All the cold dark eyes stare at me
as load and obnoxious as they can be...
I need someone to talk to
someone who would understand...
The world hidden that you’ll never see
The real girl behind the mask that’s me...
Not the slightest idea where she stands
suddenly a change in plans...
The shackles drop from its wet body…
The locks open with an emotional key...
She always walks so tall,
nobody seems to say...
I'm so sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you...
Friends can be the best or just be the same
They can help you or not like you...
My friend
You are tough...