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by Mike Oct 25, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Hold me, come to me, open me up and set me free. Here we are awoken again, shedding on each others body. Little tears, some irrational bleeding, here we are, i lost my virginity.. betrayed lingering nights alone again afraid to what he really sees back to reality all i want is to be set free listening to my own sorrow echo'ing on the horizon "Will you ever want me...", "Will you ever be with me?" confused thoughts leading to a fellow enemy here we are restless in ruins "no one cares about me" as my whines are drawn to attention and as I\'m fed up with many clueless decisions "I hear him whisper to me..." little bit** wants to die little slu*t come to me open yourself up and I'll set you free... guilty, and grieving crying self consciously these are my lies this is the real me let me out set me free I'm held captive following his every move begging for attention and left it ruins here we are.. here we are.. "Here i am.." and its meant to be... ------- I'm not a girl, but for some reason something inspired me to write this.