All alone
Worried and scared...
This anger needs to be released,
This is all I know how to do...
What is that ugly corpse,
Staring back at me...
Please vote/comment and I will return the favor...
Having little hope to gain...
Days are hard
Weeks are painful...
Dark hair, Grey eyes.
Dark clothes, to match her dark thoughts...
Would I be remebered,
If I died tomorrow...
She turns her back on the world she thinks she is...
she thinks of the people she noz and think what...
Standing by your side with tears,
As I close my eyes to your anger...
Couple days after Christmas
everyone on their holiday break...
The tears that escape from my eyes,
Match the rain that falls outside...
You say you care
But what is it that you care about...