|
if breaking the stick that i held would set me free...
take my heart and never give it back
i desire to be numb...
i desire to feel no more
if you want to break me..
go ahead...
ill take the pain
ill take the hurt
make my blood flow...
kill me...cause i never want no more of this bull s**t
that the world offers me
i desire to cry no more...
i desire..
so much i tried...
but i can never be
hope death would just rip me apart
break me...tore me like little paper...
and be thrown into the trash..
thats where i really belong..
 nightmareofmarch · Sat Feb 24, 2007 @ 03:18am · 0 Comments |
