hey my name is Zena . im a cancer n` that kinda hauntsz me considering my friend died from cancer:( anyways i love to write poetry ..duh`.. lol . most of my poetry is about me n my life of being a fu.cked up teenage wh.ore :( . well i think ive said too much lol . x0xooo |
She sits alone staring at the bottle,
Shaking as she goes for another drink...
Her fiends don't know the pain she feels inside,
All the tears and pain she hides...
I notice a girl in the mirror,
She's got a bitter smile and a broken down heart...
I notice a girl in the mirror,
She's got a bitter smile and a broken down heart...
Her fiends don't know the pain she feels inside,
All the tears and pain she hides...
She sits alone staring at the bottle,
Shaking as she goes for another drink...
You think seeing my scars is tough? Try being the one who makes them. |
My arms were the paper. |
She moved her lips to every song. |