Though people have hurt you and turned your head bad,they gave you a power not many have had,the power to feel what others may never know,the power to sense things that dint always show.My head is a battle field of fear and of dread of longing for that day i can rest and be dead.Why do they beat? me why do they win? why do they sit back with there evil cold grin?Well ill tell you this now and i hope you can, hear today when i woke my head was more clear!! I see it was you that filled me with dread, i see it was you who made me long to be dead.you poisoned my insides, you damaged my head,you made me feel worthless, you turned my heart to lead.Now I'm taking it back I'm starting anew, no more bad dreams or thoughts of you.Now who'll be weak and out of contra?.Because without me to hurt your a body without soul.I hope it destroys you, i hope it hurts bad cause now you are just a mere nightmare I'll forget i ever had!!
