my poems will l tell u about me. |
Why is it that i trust you,
Yet wonder what you get up to...
Today we played a game,
I hid under a blanket...
Was it all a dream? Were you really there?
The evening breeze running through your hair...
When this weight on my back makes my will to live...
When my eyes pour out all my torture through...
You told me you loved me, I told you that too,
The only difference was what i said was true...
In to the darkness you start to fade,
Like sand through my fingers...
Teacher, teacher I'm oh so bad,
I failed your test but don't get mad...
Is it cos I'm drunk?
That you laugh at me...
As you cry and sob so grand,
As she comforts, holds your hand...
The world is not like yesterday,
The world is shredded into scrap...
A man stood before his best friend's grave, knowing he'd gone to a better place, knowing he was released from all the stress n the strain of life, knowing he would rest in eternal happiness... so why did he still cry? |
For them to smile her own must shatter, but do not care she does not matter. |
There's nothing fun about funsize. |