You say your dark,
you say your twisted...
Your words
Cutting like glass into my soul...
Most of this is written in the style of, Eminem's...
I just can't understand...
She doesn't look.
Yet she still sees...
Tic toc
I hear the clock...
Old wounds open
Young hearts bleed...
I am sick of all the lies and the decieving
all these mixed thoughts in my head that i'm...
Locked up in this cage theres no ending just...
i just rhyme till i run out words I'm like a bird...
She smiled her innocent smile,
Taking her hand in his...
Do i stand on the sideline and watch shit happen...
Promises are Meaningless (Acrostic)
Pointless lies that...
Last Spring
Pink satin ribbons...