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by Broken Inside Jun 3, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
Take me away, I don’t want to be in this place. I’m tired of everything that goes on, And people acting as if everything is gone. I want to be a kid again, Days went slower and we had fun. By the time the day had ended, It felt as if it had just begun. Family was closer, No one was depressed. I would give anything to go back to those days, When everyone had a smile on their face. Now, the days are bad, People crying, Wishing for the life they once had. People dying, Same old story. Not enough love, Not enough glory. Seems like a struggle, To get through a single day. Not enough love, too much hate. When will this ever change?