I look in at those two huge glass doors
Knowing behind lies my fate...
What I am,
Is just a friend...
All my nights,
They make me suffer...
Sitting alone in my dark hours,
Alone without anyone to call my own...
To know that word is one of pain.
That your world as you know it will never be the...
I walked 'long the brittle path
'Long the rock between the flames...
My hand is so tired
And I'm growing weak...
To all the men who've touched my life,
To the few who tried to make me their wife...
I look around and dream of when everything is...
Time breeds complexity, complexity wields life...
How could I do that?
Judge my own brother...
Mr.Pen is my only friend,
the one who never leaves...
Sometimes I feel that people don’t listen or...
It’s because people have there own...