i'm a 17 year old girl trying to b ut my feeings on paper i'm so sick of holding it in.....never felt so much pain and love at the same time..... |
I sit here in my cold dark room.
i ask my self why me just why me...
"alone"
"alone"...
Roses are like love...
they both need something=hing to to keep them...
Baby...
I sit here in my cold dark room.
i ask my self why me just why me...
I toss and turn all night long thinking is this...