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by Willow Jan 15, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
I lay in bed, thinking over and over, When will this rain end...? I cry when I speak to mum on the phone, And stress when I don't hear her voice. I miss my three little brothers, With all their noise. I work like crazy, Cause it takes my mind off everything. I fall to pieces in my boss's arms, Because at the moment she's the only one I can talk to. I smile for the whole world to see, But turn and wipe the tears away. I push myself to the point where I break, Not wanting to go on any more. The water will come down, And everything will be back till normal. But until then I'll keep saying to myself, There's no place like home.
by manic moments
Aww willow =( has all this rain flooded the bridge? it'll be gone soon love, then you'll be home iloveyou x♥x