In Tamriel, a land of green,
is where this tale begins...
I like to see a little girl
playing with her brother's friends...
Just hanging from this tree being me.
People tend to pick on me...
Tell Yourself That Everythings Alright
And Just Forget Whats Wrong in Life...
What if...
you said your final goodbye...
Its back,
that dreaded addiction she has...
My blood flows in an awkward direction
Forming clots...
As i can see the things
that go on and...
Till death do us part,
words promised by marriage...
Living my life as a vegetable,
facing unforseen forces...
I whisper
Noone hears a word...
They called her Ruby Tuesday
But Tuesday never came...