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by Izzie Jan 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I locked the door from you I tried to dig my feelings out But they wont leave me alone And I can' get rid of them My best friend lives in my bathroom drawer So friendly she is When I need her the most When you aren't there for me At first my love was small And now it's deep with her We share the color red The salty flavor of the day5 o'clock is my appointment My appointment for today Everyday After you ignore me I want to hide my best friend But you keep asking questions Questions I cant tell you You tell me you know what im doing I'm_ But you don't You can't