Sorry it's been such a long time since i posted anything...
This is supposed to be a song, by the way, but i'm not so sure how it turned out, as this..
Some days I think my museis really a crazy ladyshe rambles on inside my headcovering my mind in gravyOne day she's the artistthen she picks up the pen..
He was the boy who could notmove the smile from his faceHe loved the worldloved every placeThey would smile with himand laugh sometimes tooAt that tim..
We woke up at our normal time,we followed the same routinePlain breakfast, nothing new,Same as we had always been.We left the house, to the parkWhere ..
Pencil scratches and loops of figuresA life of binder paper cover the globe in the crumpled mass'cause we'll clean it up laterFurs in summer and ballr..
When i have everything in my graspwhy do my hands feel empty The gold in my pocket is nothing but dirtThe shining coat is filthyI feel so tired, so ti..
I bound myself with ropesrestrained every whimcrippled my own two legsconstrictedAnd i wept with tears of regretwith eternal sorry's on my lipswhy was..