I'm not perfect girl
i have catch attitudes when I'm mad...
Pain, Love, Forgivable hearts filled to the brim,
splashing over and sometimes it puts the true...
I'm sitting here tonight,
oh such a splendid night it is...
The two great friends Birth and Death
Conspired for humans, Lament and Breath...
I'm surrounded by posers and many fake laughs
Sitting amongst so called friends i am but an...
They're shipped off in great packs
To fight "a pointless war"...
Open your eyes
see through the lies...
To recover from abuse,
all those years of misuse...
The beauty of life and peace grows
When I remember the last rose...
They throw words like hand grenades,
And stares that burn to your spine...
I was so scared
in life and in that moment...
Is sin evil?
Is it wrong...