thrashing my life away, bit by bit i hate what i see, i rather not be me scarred by the reflection of misery seems to fade away upon my sanity saturated mind end up in oblivion within empty hearts full of tension i'll wait for the time the first light to shine on top of my head on top of my mind...
should i run? where would i hide? what would i do when it's clearly out of my might? should i stay? dont leave me this way take me somewhere; somewhere far away... i'm not scared i'm not weak it's hard to pretend that i'm not sick i'm blunt out of my mind not a friend out of a kind... - thanks for the review.