Who's that little girl in my reflection,
Crying and asking for some affection...
I wrote this poem a little while ago after...
He woke up that one morning...
The days keep passing by
And you're still making me feel alone...
My life experiences
My life experiences haven't been pleasant...
Love always ends too soon
corrupting lies with truth...
With a gun to my head,
will you answer me this...
Her eyes wont open and her bodies shaking
Her lungs wont breathe and her head is aching...
Dreams are broken
hope is lost...
His heart so tiny and small
a heart you can barely see at all...
While I dreamt of you
You gazed at her...
Fake a smile everyday
Don't let them know you're not okay...
She seems so happy
World at her feet...