As much as we have vested, lurid escapades engross...
Herein our primordial reign has gained, a slapping...
Angels Eyes
She presses that mask...
You judge us
when you dont even know us...
The same routine, we are all sheep
failing to show the secrets we keep...
Why does everyone think I'm weird
Because I like hearts and stars and skulls...
We all want to believe in cinderella
So beautiful but poor...
I feel like i am traped
no one hears me no one wants to...
Told himself, gazing
at that poor coming to him...
I get sick and tired
Of phony people that act like they care...
You got to love, the older you get the more
You seem to ask for the immpossible...
The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...
Last week i was lucky,
for a minute i died...