She sits alone staring at the bottle,
Shaking as she goes for another drink...
The spirit within feels deeply unloved,
As the frail body alone keeps standing...
*Sorry if this isn't my best, just getting...
Tears seem endlessly falling towards eternity...
I sit here alone
No one comes here...
Everyone thought I was fine
But thats just a fake line...
People change they grow up
sometimes its good...
I need to be free
from all this pain and misery...
I have a pain in my broken heart
my life has fallen apart...
Somthing must be wrong with me,
with all this hurts inside...
It was a feeling of sin
and i had no control...
Rage strengthens inside
Covering up the fear...
Don't talk to me,
for I have nothing to say...