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by Jamie Feb 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
My tears are like crystals So beautiful,yet so deadly Putting up many walls Because Im not ready Not ready to talk Not ready to listen Shut the door, turn the lock As my tears begin to glisten I hate the way I am As I hide it all inside I hate the way it hurts so much As I cry these tears, I no Im not alright Scared of who I am Afraid of what I've become Hurting so badley But yet I still hold it all inside.