Not much to say really im very much a broken child...so ive been told...ive been depressed since i was 11 and wrote poems and quotes to express my feelings without resortin to self harm or even suicide, even though i have gone that far some times before |
You don’t know what you mean to me
Or how happy you make me feel...
Look into the others eyes, many frustrations
Read between the lines, no words just vibrations...
Today I'm missing something
in this small new england town...
A tender kiss on a lifeless cheek
Your face, so cold and pale...
No one
No one hears me...
You don’t know what you mean to me
Or how happy you make me feel...
Half Of My Heart Is Dead...The Other Half Is Living In Hope For Your Return |
*!♥!*My Exsistance Is None, I Am Nobody To You*!♥! |
Im 100x Stronger Than Ull Ever Be...You Can Thank All The Abuse Uve Thrown At Me |