What you see is what you get. Beyond that you'll just have to ask. Please Give me feedback. That'd be great. |
The pain is blinding,
What you did to me is like a cut...
I hate this
This feeling of loneliness...
Being nervous is unpleasant
That could clammy feeling...
You express yourself through your voice,
Or with any kind of noise...
Confusion, spinning, blurring
With a mass of colors...
Life often hands you
Strange Bedfellows...
The pavement is cracked beneath my feet.
Could it be from the weight of my troubles...
Questions, always with the questions.
Telling the difference between wrong and right...
Slipping, stumbling, stalling
It all ends the same way...
Confusion, spinning, blurring
With a mass of colors...
Tears cause the leave worst scars of all. Not of the body, but of the heart. |
He who hunts alone is not the hunter... but the prey. |