by amanda Jun 16, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Its seem like everything becoming a mother f**king mystery my life is steadily haunted by my past history but i cant look back because thinking about it to hard will make me fall off track I'm steadily pill popping and cutting me trying to drown out my pain and my mystery, lately my visions been getting blurry I'm from my front door talking in a hurry,sometime i tell myself not to worry |