In her life, there is a hole
Tragically wounded, is her soul...
Why is it when you say you don't like me anymore...
why is it when i see you around other people you...
I hate you like I hate your hair
I hate your clothes, whatever you wear...
I wish things were a little easier
but unfortunately this is as good as it gets...
Look in the mirror,
and tell me who you see...
She was only a little girl,
two little pigtails in her hair...
My heart trembles,
my body shakes...
I walked to the river.
Carrying your ashes in a pot...
The toxic tears from my pitch black eye is making...
help me get through this suffering pain...
I'm constantly being counted on
To hold my head up high...
He loved her and she loved him
Then their love began to dim...
*this was a song that i wrote (my brother put the...
We want to help but we can't...