When growing up my parents showed us
How to bring in the New Year with fun...
September yet already I feel it coming
The cold winter chill in the air...
Missing you :(
Crying daily...
She is a awesome lady I met.Her bright smile
make me shack...
I can see the turmoil in my people's streets
on this immoral plain of stone sorrow greets...
In a week I'll be fifteen,
It's like everyday, I'm getting older...
She is the sharp tooth of the knife
That sinks into my flesh...
I guess i brought this on
not telling how i really feel...
Falling tears of clear.
Rising faces of fear...
Glitter, Diamonds, Ruby's, and pearls
It all makes me want to hurl...
She sits there waiting,
at the table alone...
He died for our sins
pain tearing through His skin...