The black hole in my chest,
is the heart I use to have
My feelings are just like a wet old newspaper the ink dissapeared
My mom is my candle,
that never runs out
My black empty room
is my own Disney world
My mom is my very own special diary
A locked black box is just like my heart,
no one can get in it.
All in all a very sad write..reading it made me feel like you are in some kind of lonely hell:/
I changed the lines a little, I think it looks more special that way, but that is just my idea:)