Nothing But What You Made

by Bec   Nov 25, 2005


Sitting here alone,
with the sound of the rain outside my bedroom window,
pretty picture's inside my head,
what, what would i do to have you?
lying here in my bed
every day i wish,
but wishes never come,
you create your own future,
Lie's, deceit,
will get the best of you,

but you still get punished,
everyone's a judge,
just waiting until you slip away,
because your taunted for what you are,
whoever raised you,
should of paid you,
should of made up for all their mistakes
u had to take the pain for,
from the sky to the floor,

i am your sin,
your fears of rejection in the shadows,
your beauty just too close to the blade,
i am your sin,
your fears of rejection in the shadows,
your beauty just too close to the blade,

i am your sin,
your fears of rejection in the shadows,
your beauty just too close to the blade,
i am your sin,
your fears of rejection in the shadows,
your beauty just too close to the blade.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Marjan

    Hey Bec, that was really brilliant.
    I really enjoyed reading it especially
    the first stanza. keep it up.
    you're so talented.
    much love,
    marjan