Looking at the world through teary eyes
sick of dreams and hopes and common lies...
We are born into society only to meet a number of...
Looking through my window,
I waited for the wind to come...
Its a child not a choice stop the silence and
make some noise. Its a life not a option, a person...
You told me things would workout for me to, i knew...
What you had said were the words of Some one who...
I decided to set the world on fire
I grew bored of its occupants...
I am not documented by my thoughts
but by touch...
I feel as thought I am intoxicated, intoxicated by...
as if I'm drowning in the black haunting shadow in...
Touring the city
at a quarter to eleven...
Lilies and dandelions,
opposites per say...
What do I wrote?
Blank...
Eerie lights mist beneath the dark horizon,
setting the stage for what all is to unravel...