why do i even try?
my whole life is a secret that i always have to hide, i fake a smile, then run to the corner and cry,
whats the point of life if no one understands?,
the pain only grows, and the hole only deepends,
with time, and in that time the bleeding becomes severe, and my mind throbs so much i can't hear,
the scars start to show, and i lose my once angelic glow, my smile starts to fade, and in comes the pain,once again to ruien my once happy day,
the tears gently flow in rivers of hate and distain, through my eyes, which are the doors to my soul,
so right now my eyes are a mix of red and blue, so take your choice, if i'm good or evil?, happy or sad?, either way i don't care its in the past |