If i was to tell you that i was going to commit...
if i told you that i was a runaway would you talk...

This is me crying cant u see
all the pain that is coming from me this is me...

Every decision I make
is pushed away...

Just close my eyes
disapear...

An all too familiar sound
Is heard in the distance...

Poetry is many things
To many faces...

The green fog
Falls...

Twisted faces hide behind shadows
Showing the darkness of lives past...

2 Balls of Black Furry Fluff
1 Twisty Tail...

So in the last couple of weeks, I have been bustin...
UPDATE (2/3): So I got pulled over again yesterday...

The water is freezing cold
Yet so warm...

She runs from him
Every where she goes...