It's over now.
This time it's my choice...
Look into my eyes...
See gloomy days and darker skies...
I am not like you
I do not have tears that fall like rain...
I am not like you
I do not have tears that fall like rain...
No more G.I Joe's or Barbie dolls
No more hugs or band-aids when i fall...
I try to get outta bed,
but i lack the strength...
A Migraine, a Headache
what it feels to be awake...
Two people walk by each other
and their shoulders brush...
The good things that come to those who wait.... |