I don't really care what you think; you read it great for you; you like it, even better for you... no one can help me anymore |
Tiny shallow cuts release all my tiny angers
But as the anger manifests the cuts become much...
Sitting in the darkest corner, she is all alone
I reach out to embrace her, but my presence seems...
Dreaming up dreams, while choking on life
Pleading for peace, while I'm using this knife...
She gave what was left to him
then took it all away...
Sitting here lonely
Somehow that's not new...
Somehow, someway you fell for me
Somehow, someway I didn't see...
Trapped inside this circle
With this wall that never ends...
Many people feel my pain
Yet not one seems to care...