I dread the day that you
Walk by me in the street...
A special world a special place
Void of problems, time, and space...
If this be a burden,upon my guiltless heart
Will this be the action, to set me apart...
Throw the bag upon my back,
Weigh me with an emerald sack...
I lay in bed
Deep in thought...
I feel like I'm wasting away
in this life I call my very own...
Things were going good thought I might actually be...
I had finally stopped cutting I had taken control...
Its always times like this
Where i wish away my life...
What does one feel
How do they know...
I won't take all your bullshit and I'll just...
Because I'm sick of feeling used and hiding behind...
So here we go
Just like we thought it wouldn't be...
Dear mum
its been awhile...