My reflection is staring back at me with nothing...
it burns in my eyes recrossing to regret the fate...
The hurt i cant handle overflows to a knife, write...
They say the road to hell is paved;
must be nice to walk on - smooth...
Two people trapped in one body.
One who is happy and laughs...
Day to day.
i sit, waiting...
She lifts her face to the sky,
as she dances in the rain...
Sweet days
move in seconds...
Such a strong trusting nature
a strong urge to please...
She stares at her reflection,
seeing every flaw...
Its just another one of those days
Where your minds stuck in the past...
She stares at her reflection,
seeing every flaw...
I sate there revolver i n hand
1 bullet all i needed...