These tears running from my eyes, red as blood...
Falling down my face, the blood staining my face...
Blood.
The words do scare...
In a blur the words tumble out,
Faster than light...
I'm not really lying to you,
When I say I'm perfectly fine...
~*An argument that's always there for me, this is...
"But I'm Not That Kinda Person..."...
Carved Memories.
Carved on my arm...
Count the minutes,
Count the hours...
As the winter night draws on,
The cold wind blowing in my hair...
Now I stand,
Alone...
Sitting here waiting,
For the sun to shine again...
Hatred written over the faces of the mass,
Watching the block of wood as up comes the...
Different,
What really makes us as humans different...