very bored so I thought to write a little poetry. sweatdrop
Freakin world so cold Always done what you're told Sad and lonely days,gray never gold
Sick and tried of living with the lies Noone there to comfort when hope dies Judged every where you go by puericing eyes
Bring me up just to take me down You say that you'll be there but you're never around endlessly wandering , longing for something that can't be found
Where are I you I need you
(so not done sweatdrop )
Klockit · Tue Jun 26, 2007 @ 08:43pm · 0 Comments |