I was here on the seashore
Singing our songs for hours
When the tide is not yet reaching my toes
But now ripples are kissing my legs
But you are not still here
Not even your shadow

I am a bit feeling cold
And nothing is here to keep me warm
But a flicker of hope
That you will come
Before my last song ends*...

You forgot to pull out the blunt knife you put in her left shoulder-blade.

She's not all sharp edges, rusted metal & stale blood that you hoped for.
She's all more than that.
She is *alive.

I got a question,
When your fears come up on to the surface and you don't have the strength to over come them, what do you do?
I got a question,
When you're crawling through with one limb tide with two and that support looses you, who am I supposed to talk to?
Here's what I'm saying,
What really gets me is that it isn't up to you, to choose a life you'd want to choose.
Here's what I'm saying,
I'm tired of trying to get out of the blues,
I'm tired of running in these torn up, sad, and old shoes.

Fat
Ugly
Worthless
Dumb

Your not good enough for him
You'll be killed for him

*****
aggravating
annoying

It's not that easy
You'll have to take him from my dead hands

Yeah i'm indecisive
Yeah I'm complicated

but I deserve to smile too
I'v gone through a lot to be where I am

So please please leave me be...

I just want to be happy!!    
!!
U

Not an option





But a choice