My name is Coco
Im only thirteen years of age...
I don't have the strength anymore
to put up a decent fight...
I touch your face as you begin to cry.
My heart is hurting as I say goodbye...
I wonder if she knew. . .
That it felt like being tortured...
He left when i was three and he never looked back
I thought that it was me I thought i had been bad...
The sadness holds me helpless as the sand-
Awaits for waves to drown it's grains with salt...
Day
after day...
What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...
The days keep flying by,
And I have gotten absolutely nowhere...
It feels like you're standing
But you can't move your legs...
Drenched in seduction it
Emulates the...
You.
That beautiful being that you are...