not exactly sure what to say in this thing so i'll just say if you want to know something about me ask. |
Whispers in my head
talking so sweet...
Stained with the scars
of my past...
I wish I knew what I did to make you hate me
I wish I knew what I had to be to make you happy...
When I was
Six years old...
Behind the smile are the thousands tears you'll never see me cry. |