this one was inspired by a friends word
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring