ive been writing sceance i was 12 n erything that i write is true n comes from my life n what ive been threw |
The pain killers are there sitting on my night...
they have been there for a while now...
I find my self looking back into the past..
looking back to that day...
Wondering how life works
what makes the paths not cross like once desired...
A life inside of me..
and i start to weep...
Only 16 i gave this boy what i had left
i thought it was love, he told me so...
Broken heart
boy you did the girl wrong...
After i never thought i would have the strength to walk away i finally did.. and this time i didnt even look back with tears in my eyes wishing i hadent |
I gave you everything i had.. |
You kissed me on the forhead and i didnt wanna let that moment go |