drawing lines in the sand homeless child in the rain what for do i distain? and why do i feel like crying? my dads fighting dying, and moms lying the hate i feel just may over come the love that somehow keeps healing, all the nothingness in the world and u know the world revolves around me because some people just cant see.. where i'm coming from or where i've been so u were there? when he betrayed me for spikey hair and u were there? when she said i would kill and u were the people that believed them u havent figured out its not all about u yet... and will you ever?!? this about me about them sighing with relief for i can only greive for death i'll never give u because u cant kill me or drive me to kill me in my sweetest voice this poem i deliver that will neverend and your eyes can roll and your vodka will go stale until u get my point and if u ever really do i probably wont believe u and this is just why i dont have a hand to hold throwing up another bus passes time to go on my time but IF i just have to tell u or u my life story one more time... drawing lines in the sand the best painting i'll never have |
the lines, life story |
smz |