I have thoughts...
Thoughts of the past, of the pressent, of the futrue..
I remember the happy little girl I used to be...
I remeber how she died slowly inside as her world went to hell...
Thoughts..can be dangerous..
Thoughts can hurt...
Thoughts...
Do you have thoughts?
Of the past,the present, the futrue...
But just remember that tommarow will bring hope, and a new light...
Thoughts of the past, of the pressent, of the futrue..
I remember the happy little girl I used to be...
I remeber how she died slowly inside as her world went to hell...
Thoughts..can be dangerous..
Thoughts can hurt...
Thoughts...
Do you have thoughts?
Of the past,the present, the futrue...
But just remember that tommarow will bring hope, and a new light...
