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Each day I dig my own grave
In hopes my sanity will be saved
After everyone and everything has let me down
I sink into the sorrow that holds me a slave
In a crowded room screaming
Just help me please
They turn a deaf ear as I fall to my knees
Just help me, please
These are years of anger and frustration
Ive become a victim of my own vindication
With lack of trust, I left my brain away from me outside
I go in my thoughts, that is where i hide
Though they'll forget what they have done throughout these horrid years
I count the number of days,
I will not forget my tears
(by The Devotchkas)
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