He lives
on lies...
Your only as free as you to be.
Just say something...
I have allowed hurt, fear and guilt to cripple me.
I have become socially awkward and I detest small...
Our life is not pain
Sometimes our memories become pain...
The artist in me claws its way out in times of...
In times of pain & despair...
When childhood comes back again
Through the window of your fast life train...
Dear
if you want fame...
Over a peaceful
ploughed field...
I survived hell
in a world that can't stop...
The rain heavy
The umbrella now alone...
Life is like a never ending maze,
Sometimes people will make the wrong turn...
Travel the back roads of America,
find yourself on a two-lane highway...