Dreams..an escape
drreams... better then my living nightmare...
To describe me
Is to describe a hypocrite...
For Mom
A little older and a little wiser...
I wish i could tell you how i feel but it hard for...
i wait for the day we say i do...
My body is made
not to dance, not to run, not to...
Through the Links in the Fence
As a kid I always had these dreams where I could...
Butterflies On Fire
Wings clipped to match the pattern...
Yes i cut, but only sometimes, so I'm not a...
yes i sometimes purge, but i am not a bulimic...
The world around us makes us all too weak,
It makes us whisper when we should speak...
Loose the handle, turn once more
Lost in thought upon the door...
The weight of the world is crushing me
and i'm suffocating...
I'm hiding,
Hiding from the truth...