Sitting in an empty room thinking,
About all the things you could have been.
Everything you aspired to,
Has been reduced to nothing but ruin.
And now your life is fading,
Your heading for nowere now.
Always and forever stuck in the past,
Failing to become a memory.
Padded walls feel comforting,
For the mean time your kept safe.
But when your forced to leave,
You soon become filled with rage.
And now your life is fading,
Your heading for nowere now.
Always and forever stuck in the past,
Failing to become a memory.
Descending into the dark emptiness,
Look at what your lifes become.
You have no one to blame but yourself,
Only
I know, that this is all my fualt.
And i'm always reminding myself,
That this is going to be, ok.
I'm gunna sing this loud,
Just to drown out the bad feeling.
I'll scream your name.
At the top of my lungs to the sky.
I sware, that i will die for you.
I'll stand there, with broken bones.
And i will still try to make you smile.
I even wrote this song for you.
When i think of your name,
It gives me buterflies. .
Cause of the things you do to me.
Beneath the floor boards, the angels sing.
And all my love I do devote.
To no one, but you.
Your blood. My blood.
This love is worth everything.
Let me in your arms.
And i'll hold you
Looking back on that faitful night,
I realised i was a illogical fool.
Narcissism comes in many forms,
Oh, if only you belived in someone else.
But no, its always yourself.
Aint it Funny how,
You Deceive.
You Betray
Yet, you call me fictitious?
Oh, its vanity blinding your eyes.
Words that leave your mouth,
Irellevant.
But that dosn't bother you,
Aslong as you think your right.
Again with your lies.
You Deceive.
You Betray
Yet, you call me fictitious?
Vanity's blinding your pretty eyes.
As i stare at this page i wonder,
Will this mean anything to you?
Maybe these words wont have effect?
Only actions will make total sense
I decided i would write something up here just so that when i look on my page it dosn't keep reminding me to write something.
Why can't i just leave it blank and not be prompted by some ever lasting stupid block of writing in the corner of my page?
Oh well.
Job done, i'm assuming it will be gone? 0_o
Bad times.
May start doing like a picture a day thing for a crack. =D