by Alix Feb 25, 2004
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Some one just get these memories of the past out of my head. they hurt so bad i wish i was dead.the road is dark and the sky is dim every little thing makes me thing of him. i hide behind this smile and say i don't care but even when i say that the thoughts of him are still there. shaking from my head to my feet tring to for get the guy that i weighted so long to meet. now he is gone he slipped right through the crack, and now all i can say is i want u back. |