I can't breathe.
This feeling...
Lavish curtains swirl around my silhouette
Red against black...
My kittens are small,
so tiny I can hold them each in one hand...
Many paths you will cross during your journey...
With each path crossed, new people will come into...
When my friends get sad or mad
I don't know what to do...
The curtains are drawing shut
Signifying the end of your life...
The gleaming sunrise
Sparkles in your eyes...
Pondering what to write
I sit and think about you...
Am I wrong for trying?
I convinced them of trust...
You may be close to me,
but that doesn't mean you know...
Am I a good friend?
That depends on how I view you...
Every time I see her I want to say hi
And every time i leave her i want to say by...