I never stay committed to anything in my life,
but I've made a damn good job...
You have been stealing from me since I can...
and ever since then...
I always thought the past would forever feel worse...
but all it takes is for one person to shake that...
I gaze into the mirror
and I wonder who I am...
I realise my heart may still be tender,
but his bullet can never assault what I have...
The skies above me turn the lights out,
dressing my manic life in its all too familiar...
It hurts to breath
It hurts to eat...
The waking fears pass the hour,
cloaked in their scarlet haze...
Alone in the dark, and out of sight
A sad black crow in the black of night...
When I was 10 years old in Primary 5,
The English teacher turned my torn shorts into her...
The sadness in her heart never matched the smile...
the smile on her face never showed the pain in her...
Jojo, you want me gone,
But where will I go...