Holding this against my wrist
and watching you do nothing again...
In the cold breeze...
I walk alone...
It seems like everything is in my hands
cause no one understands...
What if one day,
you saw all my bloody chains and belts...
You cut.
You cut today...
I must escape this prison, this Hell!
I can't take anymore, I won't listen to him yell...
Walk the streets.
as hearts begin to break...
Gone
Gone like the rose that dies infront of her upon...
No one cared, no one known.
she lived her life like a lie...
She was a beautiful child.
Such a wonder she was...
Holding my breath, hoping, praying, begging that...
Filling my bag, packing, scrunching, stuffing...
They make fun of her.
so what...