Maybe some dayA Poem by JbRandom song I wroteNothing in the room No furniture to sit on No pillow to rest our heads on Just that ratty old matress on the floor But this is what we're living for
Chain smoking in the morning Ashes coating everything We have nothing but it's everything It's not perfect, but there's no pain The insanity is keeping us sane
Can't remember the last time That we had food in our fridge Heat that wasn't ours Fancy foriegn cars
Can't remember that last time That we drank decent wine Or saw light that wasn't from the stars But these are our scars Oh, these are our scars
Sure the rent's late But your arms are around me Your heart is within me Look at the wind blow the dollar bills You're giving me chills
Don't need the damn money Or the designer dress so fair I know life isn't fair But I think we're winning the game We know the score, all the same
Can't remember the last time That we've had food in the fridge Heat that wasn't ours Fancy foriegn cars
Can't remember the last time That we drank decent wine Saw light that wasn't from the stars But these are our scars Oh these are our scars But these are our scars, Oh these are our scars
© 2012 Jb |
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1 Review Added on January 26, 2012 Last Updated on January 29, 2012 AuthorJbYoungstown, OHAboutThe majority of my life has been consumed by Eating Disorders (no pun intended). I've dealt with severe Anorexia from the age of 13-19, recovered, and now struggle with Bulimia. Depression, Anxiety, a.. more..Writing
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