| Self-explantory. |
Stairs

Still I amSleepless here I am Too much thinking about myself Not selfish but just insecured No one knows me like I do It takes a god to know How I feel inside Or just a real friend That'll be there at the end Holding my hand While challenging this so-called life I think that I am One of the complicated ones That you'll never understand We are so far from normal Because I'd die if I were you Reading someone's shit Because you can't write your own Because you can't think Because you aren't me Try and get mad I'll make you hate me But I'Still I am


The Sadness Land 3The sadness lad became a city Where the sad ones became witty But it didn't help really Because they couldn't go freely They are stuck there With the horrible smell in the air Even so they still live To any chance they'll give Their life if it takes Because they all know the stakes And that death there is only sucide So they are looking for a guide To help them get away and flee To be safe happy and freeThe Sadness Land 3
| Lots of poems written by me, and a few pictures taken of me |
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I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with.
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The World Is A Lie, You Live By It !
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"The world would be much better if people only used guns on themselves." -Johnny (JTHM)
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