I look upon my shattered wall wondering if i ever did belong, though people always thought i was diffrent.A moster,a freak, and an outcast.Though i don't really care what they think because my dreams turned to nightmares.I don't know how this world is, so i'll try to fit in.But that will never be enough for you.You come towards my house with gasoline and matches. You burn and trash it while im sleeping and you leave laughing at my misfortune.now when i awoke you left laughing at me.I know this my last day so i stay and stare out the window hoping someone cared, but i was wrong they kept walking by my bruning home not doing anything.I look upon my shattered wall now staind with crimson looking for my shadow even though it'll be the last thing i see.
 UnlovedSoulForgottenTears · Sat Dec 09, 2006 @ 05:11am · 0 Comments |
