Calling
Calling...
I come home from school one day
The day is sad, pitiful and gray...
I see only through my own eyes
And chase my dreams in silence...
The kids depart the city, leaving the debris...
The old war wounds begin to sting your sentimental...
Don't touch me ,don't talk to me
just leave me alone thats all i wont...
Love is nothing
but a dream...
We do not
control the clock...
Fragments of past slice to penetrate my thoughts,
untaught errors mingled with inflicted ails...
My life is really **** up
Every people think I'm just a piece of Junk...
I hate my life so much
that I can't put up with...
Ive done something terrible
Its horrible i cant live with myself...
R.I.P
I never met you i only heard your music...