See its this problem i have
Deep down inside of me...
Seventeen years of washing a window
with the grey sunshine tears from her eyes...
Trying to run,
Everywheres blocked...
Slow tears run down my face,
as I think of tomorrow...
Glance out the window.
As far as the eye can see...
Anxiously walking down this long narrow street,
Feet tapping and stepping on the cracks of paper...
As days go by and the smell of morning spring air...
you slowly stop to think and realize, Life is so...
Dear Curious readers...
Whose that girl crying there in that bed
lieing there fetal with a duvet over her head...
I fell so lost in this world. i think to my self...
Dark star
Left in the dark, where all...
Born for necessity
Born for anothers greed. Anothers need...