Pain is a thorn that pierces deep,
A wound that won't let go or sleep...
It must be December; no amount of summer could...
I feel like last week’s leftovers forgotten in...
I’m dying
Inside...
I was born on the stage
The light was so bright...
Excuses, looks like that's all you’ll get from...
You can check the signal but it looks like it’s...
I am alone in my creed
As I remained since from crib...
Nothing
Self Maligned...
Wake up to the sun
Wake up to the world...
Pack a bag of essentials,
a bottle of water, a whistle...
The way he stared at me, like I was a ghost.
Like I lost all resemblance of who I once was...
The sky was darker yesterday,
strange how one day could make a difference...
Please don't follow me
Because you might end up lost...