I hate her
and she hates me...
Through sorrow and tears
learning to move on and learn...
I've been told to be strong
That the things I feel are not wrong...
Why cant you accept it?
You dont know me like I do...
Do you want to see the next tomorrow ?
Where the sun shines bright...
Times change and we change too,
When it comes to it you'll know what to do...
I'm a soldier,
wounded...
Sit back and your seat and stare into this box,
and I will tell you stories as wild as a fox...
I used to be ashamed because of the things that...
It makes me sick to know i used to dream of having...
There is a darkness on the edge of my soul
From being burnt one too many times...
There Will be bad days,
thats for sure...
Being me
I don't want to know what others say...