As I tried to get it through her ears,
that nobody gets out alive, everyone dies
at one point of life.
There came the tears.
I remembered the times I'd gone through
as a kid, all by myself with nobody's help.
Horrible nightmares flashed through my mind once again.
But, all I asked myself was,
"What would Jesus do?"
And then, I was threw.
It was time for something new.
The time was now.
It was finally here.
And not enough time to cry enough tears.
A new school, new friends, new house, new everything. But most importantly, a NEW NATALIE(:
Would it stay this way?
Only he knows,
&he who knows, won't be killed,
but kept in a tight filled grave.
