im a happy person on the outside but filled with rage on the inside |
Poison oak, childhood bravery, when a telephone...
In Polaroid’s you were dressed in...
The highs make you want to fly
And the lows make you want to die...
Your finger tips run across my skin
Soft lullaby's whispered...
Its been three weeks
three weeks since you have gone...
You are my everything
you are there when everyone is gone...
Smile befor you go to bed, you'll sleep better. |
"Find him, Bind him |
When u get hurt, and someone holds up 3 fingers and asks "how many fingers am i holding up" u just want to say "im hurt not stupid" |