Down a tired, broken street
A lonely soldier cries...
'Fitting in' is hard to do ,
being different should not matter...
As the world slept I awoke before dawn,
at a time when there is peace, stillness & the...
She will never be used
the way she has been used in the pass...
Hate, is such a strong word
But here it seems to fit...
The seventh of December
In Nineteen Forty-one...
The girl silently sits
Crying in the dark...
Life is juss an excuse
for me i think there is NO use...
I wear a mask I wear so many
masks. I wear these masks...
So many days and nights,
that i can no longer fight...
Light casts a shadow of her silhouette
Still, motionless, sitting there all alone...
You were so full of life,
Always smiling and carefree...