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by voodoo May 16, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You wanted me to paint this picture don't wonder why it's only black there's only fear and torture in memories when I look back I'm feeling pain since my first breath it's getting worse with every day I see my friends surrounded by death why do I have to feel this way I started disbelief in god and now I know none's in the sky there's no chance to change my mind when such a young girl has to die if I should be mistaken then you can't tell me god is good all these cruel deeds can't be misunderstood it's always said he's almighty then you are able to tell me why cannot he beware from god a girl who's just sixteen...