heya everyone, the name's layla. i've had a passion for poetry since a young age so being told about this sight by a very special person in my ife i thought i'd ive it a go. i'm here if anyone needs a chat, and i do have msn so if you wanna know more about me then ask. laters. x |
I'm chained down and so lie still.
Why am I different to you...
I suffer as I write,
I suffer as I scream...
I stand and watch the world go by
i fall to the ground and wonder why...
There is a place where you don't feel alone. There...
It's a place where love and hate collide; a place...
The pain the hurt
the names the dirt...
The sad truth is that most evil is done by people who never make up their minds to be good or evil |
Why do people tell you to believe in what you want to but then tell you not to believe in the one true thing you do believe in? |
I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you |