The darkness, my old friend, surrounding me again...
They say shes perfect
I love the concept...
As the light fades away
It seems everything is going gray...
I'm so lost in my thoughts
so small in a huge world...
I could never fool myself although I wish I could
Once just once I wish I could convince myself...
Shelters are meant to be broken, and rain is meant...
I can't say that I've thanked anything or person...
KNOCK . KNOCK
WHO'S THERE...
Hey, i'm tired of being like this
i start to get stressed with this situation...
No one sees the tears.
No one hears the screams...
She told her daughter she hated her,
And wished she was never born...
Is it our past that determines who we become?
Can we change who we are when we can't change...
Broken love and Broken dreams,
I'll drink until I die...