the leaves die, i try to hide, i think i'm starting to lose my mind, i've fallen behind , all i want to do is die, i feel as though the've left me too cry, alone in the world, with no place to go, i wish i could say our house isn't a broken home, but it is, inside our souls are crawling, outside were all fine, but in a way were all like twigs, even if its our fault for falling out of the tree branch, and letting out selfs get taken from our home......so becuse of my self pitty i know i am partly to blame for this place of misery that i am now in but the other part must go to him......, so incase you don't already know its time for me to go..... |