im chokeing on words i never ment to saybut they come out anyway they hurt like acid on my tounge i dont mean them but they pour outim chokeing on the..
ive never grown upnot properly anywayat least thats what evrybody tells meim still a childstill treat the world like a play place still act like a fiv..
sometimes i just lay therestaring at the ceiling wondering if its all a dreamwondering when ill wake upgo back to my lifebefore it was all perfectback..
i used to be patchworkeda puzzlewith a few missing piecesyou know here and therei used to be brokenuntrustingunbelivebly bitterguardedbut something ch..
i can take itjust tell mewhatever it isi can take iti saidlooking into his eyespale bluefilled with tearsleaking over the lidsi can take ithe looked a..