Life: each breath i take adds another chain each heart beat puts another knife through me and with every second i cry another bullet flies in at me
Venting
about to break dont know how much more i can take for goodness sake your help is unwanted im happy really im pissed it kills me im sad but not crying im mad but nothing is flying so i can write deep i can make you think i can draw i'll cover the wall its not that great i dont see why you care im not your burden im not willing to share my problems are mine when i say im fine, im fine im sick of this make believe im sick of pple wanting to understand me im not a book you can just read leave me be please! dont try ur tricks dont pull any quicks im not answering this im sick of it its my time to vent ....