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by Poetic Ninja aka Papachopchop Jun 29, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / other
I make such a spectacle, I make such a scene, But all that you see, Is just not the real me, I do all these things, To distract me and hide, The feelings of loneliness, That plague me at night, I am just a romantic, With no one to love, No one to care of, These things I speak of, Like a flower no one sees, Or a place no one goes, I am just a nice guy, With some fears and some woes, Is it that hard to believe, I just want your embrace? Your arms wrapped around me, takes me out of that place! A loving romantic, That can't do his thing, Is like an angel thats fallen, and broken its wings. The woman of this world, Date so many thugs, That none of them believe me, That a kiss and a hug, Is all that I need, To lift this dark spell, So instead I sleep alone, In my own personal hell.